#i realized *after* posting that i forgot a gif uGH

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HAILEE STEINFELD x READER

IT’S A FULL MOON KINDA NIGHT

A/N: HELLO PEOPLE! I know, I know I disappeared again, but I had been busy with college, ugh!

Anyway, here I am, back with another fluffy chapter! And since I trying to make amends with everyone of you guys, another chapter is ready to be posted!

Enjoy!

Sending so so much love to everyone ❤️

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Summary: Y/N and her friends are in L.A. for a small trip and a random encounter with a "stranger" will make Y/N's trip so much more interesting.

Warnings: just fluff.

Word count: 6395 words.

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It was a bright, sunny day in Los Angeles, people walking around the beach, talking, laughing, running, just having a good time and so were Y/N and her friends.

"Why is it so hot?!" Y/N exclaimed as she leaned on a light pole that had a bit of shadow to shield away from the scorching hot sun and fanned herself with her hand.

"Because it’s summer idiot."

"We too have summer and it’s not this hot jerk."

"I know." Nick, Y/N’s best friend chuckled at the harsh response and the small slap on the shoulder Y/N sent his way and patted her a bit dump from sweat shoulder, "I was joking. You forgot how to joke under this hot sun?"

"Oh, ha ha very funny." Y/N rolled her eyes and pushed him a bit more before thanking Stella, who handed her a bottle of fresh water.

"Y/N’s right, it’s very hot, I’m sweating where I didn’t know I could sweat." Marc butted in, sipping on his own bottle of water as he looked around the packed street.

"Thank you!" Y/N gestured in appreciation at his friend and bumped his fist enthusiastically before they got interrupted by Y/N’s phone ringing, "oh it’s my mom. I’m gonna be right back."

"Okay, we’re just gonna sit there to grab something to eat." Kate announced to Y/N and nodded towards a small café not too far from them.

"Alright, you know what I usually order." Y/N nodded before answering the call, hearing her other best friend nod before starting her walk towards the café, yelling a ‘coming right up’ over her shoulder making Y/N chuckle amusedly, "hello?"

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"It‘a been too long since we’ve had one of our sister-brother hangouts."

"Yeah, we’ve been both busy these past weeks."

"It’s nice." Hailee sighed contentedly with her eyes closed behind her sunglasses, her head directed up to the sun to let its rays warm her skin up and to invade her body with a familiar sense of comfort.

"Yeah." Griffin agreed with a bright grin and a small sigh himself as her slid his arm around his sister’s shoulders to side hug her softly, "it’s been too long since we’ve took a walk around here."

"Yeah! Remember that time when you tried to impress a girl with your non-existent skateboard skills and fell on the ground right in front of her feet?"

"Ugh, of course you brought up that."

"How could I not? It was hilarious."

"Y’know what? I’m leaving you here. Forget about our brother-sister hangouts." Griffin went to walk away but Hailee stopped him with her hands grasping his left bicep as loud giggles left her lips.

"No, no! I was kidding." Hailee’s laugh subsided a little as she flushed her body on Griffin’s one, clinging on his arm to prevent him from walking away and leaning her head on his shoulder, "well I wasn’t when I was talking about how hilarious it was, but-" Hailee trailed off to pull on Griffin’s bicep when he tried to escape her sister’s grip again before continuing, "I won’t bring it up again, today."

Griffin rolled his eyes at her sister’s antics but smiled nonetheless at their playful banter, "you better."

"Hey, do you want something to drink?" Hailee asked after a few minutes of comfortable silence when she noticed a food truck with a few people in line not too far from them.

"Ugh yes! It’s on me, do you want anything to eat too?"

"Not now, thanks." Hailee smiled at her brother and shook her head gingerly, "I’m saving up space for our traditional spot."

"Ah yes!" Griffin snapped his fingers in realization with a big smile on his lips before he lifted his hand up and high-fived Hailee enthusiastically, "our favorite diner since we were teens."

"You know it!" Hailee giggled cutely as she watched her brother stand in line, thanking him when her returned with their drinks and accepted it with a grateful smile.

"Hey Griff!" Griffin was about to say something to Hailee when a voice calling him from behind Hailee stopped him, causing both of them to turn around to locate the source of the sound. They found a group of guys waving at the tall boy enthusiastically, making him laugh gently under his breath.

"Do you mind? I’ll be quick."

"Yeah sure, go ahead, I’ll stay here." Hailee grinned at her brother in approval and watched him leave after telling her quick ‘thank you’. As the singer started her short walk to go stand under a palm tree a few feet away from her, her phone dinged loudly in her pocket. She retrieved it and looked at the notification she just got, a cute picture of Martini her mother sent her, and was ready to reply to her when she collided forcefully on a body, the hash impact and her being distracted made her drink spill all over the person’s clothes. "Oh my god! I’m so sorry! I wasn’t looking where I was going."

"Oh shit!" Y/N turned around at the impact as wild shivers invaded her body at the cold sensation when a drink drenched her shirt, successfully cooling her down from the hot weather, before almost fainting right then and there when she noticed who just bumped into her, "oh shit."

"I’m so sorry. I was looking at my phone and I wasn’t watching where I was going and I didn’t see you and-"

Y/N got out of her reverie when the brunette started rambling again and shook her head to focus, "hey, no it’s fine. Don’t wo-"

"Oh no, it’s staining your shirt!"

Y/N looked down at the big stain starting to get visible on her white t-shirt, but laughed it off. "Don’t worry, it’s totally fine."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah." Y/N smiled warmly at the brunette and nodded gingerly, "I totally needed something to cool off from this scorching hot, sunny day."

"But I ruined your shirt."

"Ah, don’t worry. It wasn’t my favorite one." Y/N waved Hailee off with a laugh and put the phone away in her pocket.

"I’m Hailee."

"Y/N." They shook hands as they smiled at the other. "Oh shit, you don’t have your drink anymore. Here, let me buy you a new one." Y/N gestured towards the same food truck Griffin bought their drinks but Hailee promptly shook her head.

"Are you serious? I spilled my drink on your shirt and you want to buy me another one?"

"Yeah?"

Hailee chuckled at the confused look on Y/N’s face and shook her head gently, making Y/N’s head swoon at the heavenly sound coming out of the brunette’s mouth stretched over a beautiful smile, "I should be the one buying you a drink and a new shirt!"

"You don’t need to do that! It’s fine."

"It’s the least I can do." Hailee insisted with her eyes showing her regret for her clumsily bumping into Y/N’s body and spilling all of her drink onto her and her shirt, "please?"

"Ugh, fine. But only a drink. I don���t want you to buy me a shirt for an accident." Hailee smiled in gratitude at her girl an nodded, "has anyone ever told you you can trick anyone into doing anything with just a look?" Y/N asked in a sarcastic tone as they walked over the food truck and waited their turn.

"Yes, actually. I use it all the time with my brother."

"Yeah." Y/N clapped her hands together and shook her head softly side to side, "do not do that again. It’s terribly cute."

Hailee felt her cheeks starting to burn slightly at the compliment but covered it up with a gentle laugh, "I hope I didn’t interrupt an important call or something before."

"Oh no, don’t worry. It was my mom and I was done anyway."

"Oh thank God! She won’t think someone attacked you or something."

"Oh that would’ve been hilarious to explain." The two shared a laugh before grabbing the drinks they ordered and walked back to the spot Hailee bumped into Y/N.

"Sorry if I am overstepping but, I can hear you are not from here." Hailee started gently, hearing a bit of an accent slipping a few times from Y/N.

"Because I’m not. I’m from Spain. I’m here on vacation with my friends." Y/N explained with a small laugh after taking a sip of her fresh drink.

"Oh wow! That’s so cool!"

The two talked a bit about Y/N’s trip, Hailee recommending a few places to visit since she was from LA before Y/N got a call from her friends asking her whereabouts, causing them to reluctantly putting an end to their surprisingly comfortable conversation. They shared a quick hug before saying goodbye, "well, it was fun! See ya around Steinfeld!" Y/N threw over her shoulder before winking, chuckling at the singer’s mouth opening in shock.

"Hey, you know who I am?" Hailee asked as she watched the girl walk away from her.

"Who doesn’t?" Y/N replied mysteriously with another chuckle and a small shrug of her shoulder before winking again, turning back around and walking away, leaving a bit flustered Hailee to stare at her retrieving figure.

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After a few days of walking around and visiting the city, Y/N and her friends decided to spend the day at the beach, enjoying the sun and the ocean as they relaxed on the sand or in the water. They walked a bit to find a perfect spot isolated from loud people and got everything ready, "you guys! Ha ha always so fucking mature!" Y/N pushed her wet hair out of her face as she stared her friends down laughing their assess off after lifting her up from her laying position on the sand and carrying her in the water, before throwing her in and following right after. They spent about 10 minutes splashing each other or playing around in the water before Y/N decided to go back and sunbathe a bit, humming in appreciation when the rays of the bright sun warmed her in an instant, tingling her skin in a comfortable, delicate way that brought her a peaceful calmness. Y/N’s tranquility and quietness was interrupted about 4 minutes later when she felt something hit the side of her face followed by a loud sniffling then by a wet sensation on her cheek, "what the fuck?"

Y/N immediately jolted up and searched hastily what attacked her but as soon as her eyes settled on the source of disturbance, her body immediately relaxed as a loud ‘aw’ left her mouth, "Martini no!"

Y/N lifted her head up and focused her attention at the figure running towards her and smirked in amusement up at the approaching brunette, while scratching behind the dog’s ears, wagging her tail in excitement. "Are you stalking me Steinfeld?"

"Y/N!"

"Hey." The Y/H/C girl smiled brightly at the singer and nodded in her direction, "so?"

Hailee lifted her eyebrow up in confusion at the question before remembering the girl’s previous words and rolled her eyes good-naturedly, totally not blushing at the amused but totally enticing face Y/N had on and at the implications behind her question, "oh yeah totally!" Hailee replied in a sarcastic tone and crouched down beside Y/N to scold her dog, "Martini I told you to stay by my side!"

Y/N chuckled when Hailee’s dog ignored her completely and kept licking Y/N’s hand instead, "she’s so cute." Y/N giggled when Martini nipped gently on her fingers before pushing her tiny head into her palm to prompt her to keep scratching behind her ears, "do you like it baby?"

Hailee’s heart melted at the cute baby voice Y/N used with her dog and found herself smiling dumbly at her as she stared fondly at the- stranger? Acquaintance? Person she randomly met because she spilled her drink on her shirt? "She likes you."

"Well duh, who doesn’t?" Y/N quipped as she threw her wet hair across her shoulder with her free hand, eliciting a loud laugh from the singer, who pushed softly on her shoulder jokingly.

"I’m ignoring that purposefully. She is not so friendly with people she doesn’t know. It takes a while to warm up to people." Hailee pointed out as she sat down on Y/N’s towel to stop the pain starting to form into her legs from the uncomfortable crouching position.

"Oh well, it must be because I love her already, isn’t that right Teenie? Yes it is. Oh stop!" Y/N lifted Martini up with both of her hands and brought her closer to her face, making the dog starting to lick her nose excitedly.

Hailee’s smiled grew fonder as she witnessed the scene unfolding in front of her, her heart swelling at the nickname Y/N used, but snapped out of it a few seconds as she felt warmth form into her chest, "what are you doing here?"

"Well, I don’t know where you’re from, but where I come from when you go to the beach you go to swim, sunbathe, surf, y’know normal stuff." Y/N teased in a snarky tone and with a cheeky grin, causing Hailee to roll her eyes as she shoved a chuckling Y/N once again.

"Always that funny?"

"Yeah, it’s one of my best qualities." Y/N countered back nonchalantly as she winked at the singer, totally missing the small blush dusting over her cheeks as she was busy playing with Martini on her lap.

"Anyway, I meant here as in this deserted part of the beach. People don’t usually come here to swim."

"We wanted to enjoy the beach in a quiet, not crowded spot. So we walked a few miles and arrived here. Do you come here often?"

"Yeah, I live close by. I usually come here with Teenie to be alone for a while, enjoy the sound of the ocean and the peace surrounding me."

"You found a special spot. I feel oddly at peace here. We were going to walk a bit more further but I stopped my friends here. I felt a sense of calmness invading me, like a warm hug comforting me after a stressful day, making all my problems wash away in a blink of an eye."

Hailee shivered visibly at how accurate Y/N’s description was to what she also felt and nodded softly with a gentle hum. They didn’t say anything else, just soaked under the warm sun, with Martini now resting between them as both caressed each of her ear and looking at the sea in front of them.

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"We seriously need to stop meeting each other at random spots." Y/N looked up from her book at the familiar voice and smiled warmly up at the girl standing in front of her, her stomach flipping over itself at the ethereal beauty that was Hailee dressed with a pair of ripped jeans, black t-shirt, her face makeup free, a pair of sunglasses perched on the top of her head and her brown hair flowing perfectly on her shoulders.

"Like I said a few days ago, you are the one stalking me." Y/N chuckled gently under her breath and shook her head, "wanna sit?"

Hailee smiled warmly at Y/N and took a seat in front of her, "where are your friends?"

"We went to a club last night. They are still sleeping their drunken asses off." Y/N chuckled amusedly as she took a sip of her coffee.

"And you didn’t?" Hailee giggled softly as she eyed Y/N close her book and putting it aside.

"Nah. I usually have just a couple of drinks and then stop. Just to have your head slightly unfocused but still sober enough to be in charge of your body and actions." Y/N shrugged as she called a waiter over for Hailee to order something. Hailee grinned in appreciation at the girl before giving her order to the waiter, then focusing her attention back on the Y/H/C beauty.

"Yeah, same. I enjoy drinking but why getting drunk and make a fool out of yourself so your friends could tease you forever?"

"Exactly. I already do that when I’m sober. I prefer keeping it that way. I don’t need being taunted for my drunk self too." Hailee laughed heartily at the joke and for a moment her head reeled out of control at how comfortable she felt with a girl she only bumped into 3 times in the span of less than 10 days, but she got pulled out when warmth invaded her chest when the girl giggled alongside her and decided she wasn’t minding it not even a bit.

"How long are you staying here?"

"Well, our vacation technically ends in 4 days." Hailee felt her heart drop at the information, not wanting the girl to go back home, but forced her stupid wishful self to stop, putting a blank face on. We live in the twenty-first century you idiot, phones exist so you can keep in touch with everyone all around the world whenever you want. "But I’m staying a bit longer."

Hailee perched up at that information and slapped herself for getting so overexcited, "oh, why?"

"Because I’m taking my master’s degree here in LA. I’m starting in a few months but I’m moving here earlier to settle in."

"That’s great!" Hailee smiled enthusiastically at Y/N and asked more about her master’s degree as they sipped coffee peacefully.

"Wanna go for a walk?" Y/N asked for a while, the sun was now shining bright since it was around 10 a.m. and it glazed over Hailee’s features in a heavenly and unfocusing way that Y/N felt the need to distract herself with something else like a walk because she didn’t know what could come out of her mouth if she kept looking at the breathtaking sight that was Hailee Steinfeld.

"Sure!" Hailee grinned warmly at Y/N at her question and started to collect her things to sit up and go pay for their order but Y/N stopped her with a hand on her own - the singer was totally unaffected by the gesture if the butterflies flying around in her stomach and her head spinning out of control are anything to go by - and shook her head gently with a soft smile, "you didn’t!"

"I did, when you went to the bathroom." Y/N replied sheepishly and dodged the hand Hailee swatted at her shoulder with a small chuckle.

"Y/N!"

"Oh c’mon! It was on me!"

Hailee huffed out childishly and rolled her eyes fondly, "okay, but next time, I’m paying."

"Deal." Hailee then slapped herself mentally for getting excited once again at the promise of meeting again for coffee with Y/N. "Shall we go, miss Steinfeld?"

Hailee giggled at Y/N sitting up and stretching her arm over for her to take and help her up from her chair, doing just that a moment later and boldly decided to entwine their arms together as they left the bar and started walking down the street. "So when we first met-"

"When you drenched me with your drink?"

Hailee slapped Y/N shoulder gently at her sarcastic tone and heard her giggle, "I told you it was an accident and I was sorry! Anyway, when we first met, you knew it was me?"

"Yeah. I mean, I may live on the other side of the world, but I don’t live under a rock. I am actually a big fan of yours- well not a crazy one but I like your music and watched pretty much everything you did. You are incredibly talented." Hailee noticed a faint blush unfolding upon Y/N’s cheeks and her heart just about melted at the girl’s admission, "you are also a big inspiration to me, a few life choices I made were thanks to you and your inspirational self. I’m always catching up with every movie or tv show you do because you acting is mind-blowing, you actually- nope- nevermind."

Hailee’s eyebrows furrowed together in confusion and curiosity now that Y/N’s face was burning red and she tried to squirm away from her grasp, but the singer tightened her arm around Y/N’s one and locked eyes with her, stopping altogether their walk and standing in the middle of the deserted beach, "now I want to know what you were saying."

"Nope, I got carried away and almost revealed an embarrassing thing."

"Okay, now I definitely want to know." Hailee stared Y/N down but the girl wasn’t relenting despite her face becoming beet red in mere instants, "please?"

"No! You would think I’m a creep or totally not cool."

"That would be impossible. I already think you are not cool." Hailee joked and laughed heartily when Y/N gasped indignantly with a hand on her chest and tried to push Hailee away from her, "sorry, sorry! I was kidding. C’mon! Tell me! I promise I won’t judge you." Y/N stared into Hailee’s eyes, now shining brightly with the sun reflecting through them, making her detect every shade into them, while her brown hair flowed perfectly with the wind blowing gently into them, causing Y/N’s brain to short-circuit at how ethereal she looked in that moment. She sighed out loud when she knew there was no escaping now.

"You are actually my lock screen."

Hailee gasped excitedly at the new information as she let her stomach flip over itself at the information, "really? I wanna see!"

"Are you out of your mind?! No! I already shared something I thought I would never tell you."

"Please, I want to see which picture you chose and if I look good in it."

"Hailee. Are you fucking serious right now?" Y/N asked incredulously and when the singer looked like she didn’t know what she meant with that she shook her head fondly, "you are beautiful Hailee. In every single picture you take."

Hailee had to actually make sure her feet were still planted on the ground after that truthful statement as her stupid mind reeled and her heart almost jumped out of her chest, "I- thank you." Hailee leaned her head on Y/N’s shoulder and enjoyed the small embrace a few seconds before lifting her head back up and meeting Y/N’s eyes, "show me that picture please! Now I’m curious."

"No!"

"At least tell me a few details."

"It was during the F1 Miami Grand Prix."

Hailee thought about the event taking place a few months prior and recalled the few outfits she wore during those days, "which day?"

"The first one, I think." Y/N wasn’t meeting Hailee’s eyes as she played with the sand with her feet. Since they both stopped walking and were just standing on a deserted part of the beach, Hailee fetched a towel from her purse and laid it on the ground for them to sit on, both sitting cross-legged across each other.

"Oh I got it now!" Hailee recalled her pink outfit she wore the first day she arrived in Miami and smiled brightly at Y/N, "I liked that outfit."

"Yeah, pink suits you." Y/N admitted before she could even process it and Hailee giggled when she saw the girl widen her eyes and clamp her mouth shut, "can we change subject please?"

"Okay-" Y/N sighed in relief but her breath got stuck in her throat when Hailee continued, "if you show me what picture we’re talking about."

Y/N rolled her eyes at singer’s cheeky smirk and pulled her phone out of her pocket, "blackmailing me, how petty of you."

Y/N handed Hailee her phone still blocked and closed her eyes in anticipation not wanting to watch Hailee’s reaction but opening them right after because she totally wanted to see her reaction. The singer tapped on the black screen and watched as it light up and showed her the picture of her holding a beer and smiling to the side on the lock screen. "I remember this picture. Why this one?"

"Because-" Y/N sighed out loud and shook her head, "I don’t know, there is something in this picture that just screams perfect. It’s hard to explain but you can clearly see how happy you were, having a good time with your brother. Your eyes are glowing and your smile can literally outshine the sun."

"Wow. And here I thought you chose it for my boobs on display." Hailee cracked a joke to divert the attention to her heart almost beating out of her chest at the truthful, loving words spoken by the Y/E/C girl and watched as the Y/H/C girl widened her eyes in shock and her jaw dropped open at her crass words.

"Hailee!" Y/N swapped the singer’s shoulder as her blush came back in full force, causing her to cover her face with her hands as she groaned out loud into them.

"What?! You can’t tell me people didn’t notice it."

And Y/N couldn’t find in herself the words to counter that statement back because she was only human and she in fact noticed it, or her abs for that matter. But let’s not focus on that. "What are you doing?" Y/N asked in confusion when she heard a few snapping sounds and removed her hands from her face to watch the singer taking a few selfies with her phone.

"I’m giving you your next lock screen." Hailee replied nonchalantly as she kept taking a few more pictures with her phone.

"Are you kidding me?" Y/N was sure she was ready to faint and she almost literally did when Hailee looked seductively into the camera and snapped a picture, before making a silly face and taking another one. If this is a dream, holy shit don’t wake me up.

"C’mere. Let’s take a few ones together." And Y/N let Hailee pull her towards her and tried to keep at bay the shivers that formed when her back collided with the singer’s front before grinning at the camera.

After about 15 minutes Y/N got a call from their friends and the two of them reluctantly sat up to walk back, Hailee to her car and Y/N towards the hotel she was staying in, but they were both happy to discover that they had to go in the same direction, so they spent the 15 minutes walk back in a comfortable silence, wrapped around their bubble and clinging on the other’s entwined arm gently for more closure. "Wait, give me your phone, unlocked please."

Y/N furrowed her eyebrows at the request but obliged nonetheless as she handed Hailee her device and watched as she typed something in a few seconds before hearing a beeping sound coming from her purse, "if you texted my friends something embarrassing, that’s very childish of you miss Steinfeld."

Hailee chuckled gently and handed Y/N her phone back, before grabbing her own and typing something away before smiling brightly at Y/N when Y/N’s device dinged in her hand, causing the girl to look at her in confusion before her jaw slacked open as she noticed the notification she just received. "You just texted me."

"Yeah, so I don’t have to pretend I’m not stalking you." Hailee joked with a small laugh and watched as Y/N rolled her eyes fondly and smiled sheepishly at her. "I need to go now, but I was thinking, Friday is a full moon. I always go to the beach and stay there to relax and enjoy it. You in?" Hailee asked shyly as she tried to not look away from Y/N’s eyes while a blush started to burn on her cheeks.

"Of course! Who wouldn’t?!" Hailee’s heart rate fluttered at the genuine enthusiasm on Y/N’s features and smiled gently at her before the two hugged briefly and parted ways with their stomaches going crazy at the prospect of meeting again in a few days.

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Y/N/N 💕:

I am finally settled in my new home!

Pop Star ❤️:

Yay!

Pop Star ❤️:

This needs a celebration!

Pop Star ❤️:

Tex me the address.

Y/N/N 💕:

*insert address*.

Pop Star ❤️:

I’m on my way.

Y/N/N 💕:

Here?

Pop Star ❤️:

No, I’m on my way to Paris,

dumbass.

Pop Star ❤️:

Of course I’m on my way

to your house!

Y/N/N 💕:

Keep being so rude and

I’m fucking leaving you

outside.

Pop Star ❤️:

Love you too ray of

sunshine ❤️.

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"Academy award nominee, multi-platinum singer Hailee Steinfeld picking me up after my classes. You are definitely making me the most popular girl in class now." Y/N noticed a few bewildered looks as they drove away and chuckled amusedly before focusing her attention on Hailee, now sporting a blonde shade to her brunette hair, making her ten times more beautiful and hot in Y/N’s opinion, but Y/N disregarded those thoughts again as soon as they resurfaced into her brain and smiled at Hailee before laying a peck on her cheek, "hi."

"Someone is in an happy mood." Hailee chuckled softly as she covered up the blush Y/N’s gesture elicited with her hair flowing down her face and staring straight ahead to focus on the road.

"I don’t have classes for the rest of the week, I already finished studying right before you picked me up and tonight’s is a full moon, which means I get to spend quality time with my favorite one." Hailee’s smile grew ten sizes at the words only for it to drop as her jaw slacked at Y/N continuing her sentence, "Martini."

"Okay! I’m leaving you here. Get out." Hailee stopped at a red light and signaled Y/N to exit her car but the girl merely laughed and leaned over the car’s console to peck the singer’s cheek repeatedly, causing Hailee’s stomach to implode at the affectionate gesture.

"I was kidding! Well not completely. I’m excited to see Martini, but I can’t wait to spend the rest of the day and tomorrow with you."

-

"Y’know I’ve always felt so connected with the moon." Y/N spoke up after a few minutes of silence, her gaze still locked on the moon in the sky as she let the calming sound of the ocean wrap around the two of them peacefully. They were laying down on a towel, a big, fluffy blanked on top of them to warm them from the wind blowing steadily as they soaked in the peacefulness of the night.

Hailee turned her head a bit to Y/N and admired her perfect profile for a couple of seconds before asking in a quiet tone, "why?"

Y/N turned her head towards Hailee and met her eyes, "because it can connect with anyone like someone across the world is staring at the same moon in this moment. And also because it’s a loyal companion of the earth. It’s always there, it never leaves. It helps a lot of people during hard time because it’s like a metaphor, a light in the dark and it’s always a source of inspiration. Everyday it shows us a different version of itself until we see it at its peak during full moon nights. And there are a lot more things that just look so beautifully poetical that you cannot love it by just looking at it." During her speech Y/N shifted her gaze from Hailee’s mesmerizing eyes to the moon but the singer’s gaze never left Y/N’s face as she memorized every single detail, from her nose, to her jaw, her profile and then her lips she swore she hears them calling her own lips. When Y/N noticed Hailee stayed quiet, not hearing a response, a comment or any thought from the singer she smiled warmly thinking she fell asleep, so when she turned around to verify Hailee actually fell asleep, she did a double take when she was met with a powerful, fierce gaze already staring intently at her. "Did we lost you space cadet?"

Y/N chuckled at her own joke and that was what made Hailee snap out of her thoughts and finally speak, "wow."

"Yeah, I can be a lot sometimes."

"What do you mean?"

"Well I met a few people that told me I talk too much." Y/N shrugged like it was no big deal and giggled gently, making Hailee’s heart clench at such mad statement.

"What?" Hailee furrowed her brows more at the nonchalance Y/N is saying those belittling words and clenched hard on her jaw as wrath boiled over into her stomach, wanting at all costs to comfort Y/N because she was literally perfect, "you’re kidding right?"

"No, I am not. They called me annoying, among other things." Y/N shook her head at the memory and the blonde saw a bit of hurt flash over her eyes, but it lasted only a millisecond before it got covered up with a sarcastic glint, "but who cares!"

"I do."

"It’s okay Haiz, I told them to go fuck themselves. I don’t need them in my life." Y/N continued earnestly and shrugged her shoulders gently, "anyway, I tend to ramble a bit on things I am passionate about. One time I spent 2 minutes rambling about my makeup routine only because my friend told me she liked my mascara. It was totally uncalled for and she was nice enough to not tell me to shut up but I could clearly see she was anno-umph." Hailee felt her heart soar into her ears the moment their lips collided, only for its rate to skyrocket wildly when Y/N pushed more onto her mouth and kissed her back, after a second of being still from the shock. Their lips glided over each other slowly, without rush, eliciting sensations neither of them ever experienced with their previous lovers and just that fact alone made their heads spin out of control. "Hi."

Hailee’s chest tightened at the cuteness of Y/N’s small, cute voice and giggled gently under her breath, before pushing a strand of hair that fell on her forehead behind Y/N’s ear, "hello back."

"I was rambling, wasn’t I?"

"Yeah and it was the most adorable thing I’ve ever seen." Hailee admitted truthfully before laying a soft peck on Y/N’s slightly kiss swollen lips, "I wanted for it to never end but I’ve been wanting to kiss you since we settled here on this towel and I couldn’t wait any longer. Not after that amazing speech about the moon."

"Would it be okay if I kiss you again?"

"Why don’t you come here and found out yourself?" Hailee murmured seductively on Y/N’s lips as she fisted the front of her shirt and pulled on it to crash their lips together again, this time the kiss a lot more deep and rushed from the previous one as their lips discovered each other with purpose. A soft hum resounded between them, although they didn’t know who was that emitted it, when their mouths opened at the same time to ask for permission, causing shivers to invade their bodies when their tongues slid over each other slowly, sensually, greedily to examine every nook and cranny of the other’s mouth. Hailee’s hands skidded up and combed into Y/N’s hair to push her more into the kiss when Y/N lifted herself up a bit from her lying position and hovered over Hailee, now fully laying down on the towel, with her forearm perching beside her head for leverage as the other caressed her jaw gently and both now hummed in delight when their upper chests flushed together and increased the sense of closure they were already feeling with kissing.

"You’re beautiful." Y/N murmured on Hailee’s lips when they pulled away from the kiss because air became necessary before planting a soft kiss on her cheek, "the most beautiful girl-" a peck on the other cheek, "inside and out-" a kiss on her nose, "I’ve ever had the pleasure-" Y/N’s lips laid gently on Hailee’s forehead, "to meet-" a kiss on the singer’s chin, "and to have in my life." Y/N finished attacking Hailee’s face with one last kiss on the girl’s lips, who beamed at her with a soft red hue on her cheeks.

"God, bumping into you months ago had been the best thing that happened to me." Hailee spoke up after a few moments of trying to kickstart her brain to work and pulled Y/N back down on her lips, this kiss playful but meaningful as their mouths slowly savored each other.

"Well we have to thank your clumsiness then." Y/N chuckled when Hailee opened her mouth in fake outrage and slapped the back of her head gently.

"Take that back." Hailee jutted her bottom lip out childishly and Y/N giggled loudly at the singer’s adorableness.

"Why don’t you try to convince me about taking it back?" Y/N smiled wolfishly at the blonde and watched as the blush she just got rid of returned in full force on her cheeks and that sight warmed her heart to no end.

"Hm, I have a few ideas." Hailee hummed lowly before pushing Y/N’s mouth back down on her own for yet another slow, tentative kiss. They didn’t need to rush anything. After sharing a few more gentle pecks, getting lost into a heavy make-out session that never went beyond a few deep kisses, they decided to move into Hailee’s house when the air started to get chilly and cuddled on the singer’s bed as the tv played a reality show they weren’t exactly paying attention to as they were too much engrossed in exchanging stories and just existing together in that moment, wrapped up around each other with a few soft kisses shared in between.

-

Baby 💕:

OMG I JUST HEARD YOUR

SONG ON THE RADIO!!!

Cutie ❤️:

Did you like it?

Baby 💕:

Are you kidding me?

Baby 💕:

I LOVED IT.

Baby 💕:

Wait- hold on.

Baby 💕:

Why didn’t you want me

to listen to it before it

got released?

Cutie ❤️:

Because I wanted it to be

a surprise.

Cutie ❤️:

And because it’s about you.

Cutie ❤️:

But now I’m sad that I didn’t to

get to see your reaction tho ☹️.

Baby 💕:

WHAt?!

Baby 💕:

Hold on, let me go listen

to it again.

Baby 💕:

HAILEE. STEINFELD.

Cutie ❤️:

Yes? 😇.

Baby 💕:

You- ugh.

Baby 💕:

I’m on my way to your house.

Baby 💕:

Get ready to "coast" 😉.

Cutie ❤️:

Can’t wait 😈.

Baby 💕:

And for the record, I’ll be

the one sinking into you.

Soon 😏.

Cutie ❤️:

Oh fuck, hurry up! 🥵.

[elizabethplaid]

a fair number of notes - june 19th, 2024

-- Good counseling session today. Relayed some of the theories and conversations I've had with my dad and phone-friend. She noted that I expressed a lot less guilt than I used to, in previous years, regarding these "down swings".

-- Dad picked up Rx meds and a Dunkin drink for me. Came home right before counseling started, so I took comfort in my frozen drink.

-- Dad also installed the AC window unit in my bedroom. It was 93F today, so it's been very handy. The hottest it's been otherwise lately were a couple days of 84F.

-- After a post-counseling nap, we went to the grocery store. First time driving the "new" car, aside from just backing up in the driveway. It feels good, spacious; thin seat belt is unnerving.

-- --- Snagged some of my sparkling water and novelty sodas. Our main goal was our usual 2L sodas and a cucumber for pasta salad tonight. Ugh, just realized I forgot to get ice cream.

-- --- Dad messed with the AC controls, within 2 miles of driving home. I didn't say anything to stop him, because I thought we'd be home really quick. Nah, fuckin' distracting. Had to move the vents off me really really quick. I can't remember our exact words, but he apologized for being distracting. I said something to the effect of, "When I'm feeling this bad, pushing myself like this, everything is a distraction."

-- --- Really, I thought I felt okay until the air flow changed. When it did, I realized how thin a grip I had on things. But I had been confident and handled a lot of stimuli very well. And I'm still in good spirits!

-- For this excursion, I felt happy enough to throw on my jewelry, jeans, and one of my new bras. It fits well for the band, but the cups are small and squish me flat. Not bad for a lounging bra, especially for $10. It's comfy enough.

-- --- It's been almost 2 weeks, but I haven't cut off the tags from my new clothe yet. Need to do that and throw them in a load of cold laundry. Need to do laundry in general.

-- --- My goal is to do a bunch of little cleaning chores, bit by bit. Just clean the sink in one visit; clean something else in the next, etc. I'm tempted to make a list, to better organize my thoughts. But I'm already nibbling at things, so... I don't really -need- to make a list.

=========

-- Phone friend is fighting really bad allergies. They work outdoors, and the pollen provoked a really strong migraine. We've already discussed cautions of heat versus meds, staying hydrated, trying to stave off migraines. They've switched to new eye drops, and it seems to be helping.

-- --- Feeling sick and fatigued, we had to cut our last call short, and they skipped some of the morning/evening greetings. They worried about seeming too distant lately, and I'm like...

Really, I've been caught up in my own head, with all my sensory overload stuff. I'm chilling with my own vibes, feeling fine by myself. Never even occurred to me that things could be interpreted as us being a bit distant.

My reaction also reminded me of the apple juice story from Hannibal Buress. "... so caught up in the euphoria...," forgetting the practical reasoning.

I replied, explaining that we're good. I understand when life (and fatigue!) get in the way. I mean, I wanted to cancel this week's call, because my brain isn't good with speaking out loud. (I could hear myself talking in circles, repeating myself last week, because I space-out mid-sentence.)

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Anyway, thanks for sticking around reading all these notes. And if you didn't, if you just clicked "like" because you like me, that's fine too.

I started writing these notes for a few specific people, back when I was really depressed and withdrawn. Now, I write them to help me remember what I've been up to lately. As always, I really appreciate your support, friends.

[deangirlnotagirl]

Season 1 Episode 2: W*ndigo

Let’s do this.

- I love this recap remember when if you missed the first episode you just didn’t watch it until the reruns or dvs anyways those dramatic screen titles “what they witnessed sent two brothers on a quest for answers 22 years later”

- Oh there it is there’s the SUPERNATURAL noise with the title page ok it was just the pilot that didn’t have it

- Ok we’ve traveled from California to Colorado

- Love the flip phone and game boy in this cold open what a throwback

- Once again genuinely pretty creepy good job supernatural

- Oh that transition out of Sam’s dream made me jump I think my volume is a little too loud

- Aw Dean offers to let Sam drive that’s cute I love watching their relationship emerge

- I love their maps makes me miss maps

- Love watching Dean improvise and figure out who he needs to be to get the information he wants (and figure out what information he wants)

- Her brother looks like a high schooler so like once again I’m asking how old is Haley

- On this rewatch I’m really enjoying watching Sam’s arc of going from almost getting a full ride to the top school in the county to returning to hunting. The way he actually kind of loves it sometimes in a way Dean maybe doesn’t. It’s so tragic because it’s not what he would have chosen and he worked so hard to get away and all of that was taken away because he couldn’t escape his family forever. But at the same time we see from the pilot that he really has fun once he gets into it and hates that he has fun but starts to lean into it and find his niche as the show goes on.

- Ok so Dean introduced them as Sam and Dean and his fake ID says “Samuel Cole” which I looked up and don’t see an obvious origin (like a musician or something) so does that mean this is just a random name Dean picked and that he’s using Sam’s name sometimes when he hunts? Because that hurts.

- Every 23 years nice I love a recurring monster who hibernates

- Noticing that they pretty much never have to work very hard to get information bc they so clearly actually believe the person when nobody else ever has and even if maybe Sam and Dean are full of shit maybe they’re not and this is proof the person they’re interviewing is not crazy. Anyway if that’s not a metaphor idk what is

- “Corporeal”

- I forgot how angry Sam is this season (and a lot of seasons) and honestly he deserves to be angry right now

- Dean’s fragile masculinity lol but also Roy’s fragile masculinity the fragile masculinity of it all

- Ok I’m pretty sure they save the lost brother right like I hope so?

- This is a lot like the x files episode detour where they go into the woods and are hunted my an invisible humanoid but that doesn’t make it less good I loved that episode

- Once again I’m genuinely getting creeped out

- I really don’t like Roy

- Sam and Dean realizing John isn’t here and he wasn’t leaving a clue for them to find him. Realizing he put them on this case to keep them off his trail and set them up to doing his job while he goes on hunting his obsession.

- The fact that Dean sees Sam getting obsessed too and it scares him.

- “Saving people, hunting things, the family business” 😭😭😭

- Dean saying all that anger is going to kill you to Sam and he knows because he’s seen it happening to their dad ugh.

- Friendly reminder as they explain the lore that use of w*ndigos is major cultural appropriation and racist please read link on the title of this post to learn more

- How many do not enter signs can one entrance have

- They really do a good job of making this scary by not showing the scary thing good use of budget there sometimes you don’t need a giant cgi monster for good horror (no hate to giant cgi monsters I just love practical effects).

- The way that neither Sam or Dean are particularly freaked out by almost dying many times in this episode (or last episode if I recall). Sam even after taking a break from hunting presumably for most of the past four years - like that kid left home at 18 why has he had enough near death experiences at this point to be so cool headed in a crisis. Wtf John (I say over and over again throughout this show)

- Ok phew they do save the brother

- The way Dean uses the swagger to cover up everything else

- Again I just feel like this girl is too young but I guess if she’s old enough to be taking care of her younger brothers maybe she isn’t? Whatever what do we expect from supernatural

- Sam’s driving the impala!!!

- This last shot reminds me of my cousin Vinny

I’m doing this watch through as an escapism/nostalgia fueled way to remember a specific time in my life and let myself enjoy a very flawed show. So like as a monster episode this was scary and fun to watch and there was good character development and a good intro to the monster of the week episode format. And at the same time it’s a reminder of rampant casual racism to the point that it was basically thoughtless - I’m sure it just never occurred to the writers that there was anything wrong with using a being from another culture as a monster for Sam and Dean to fight and I’m sure this won’t be the last time they do this.

[chdatz9000]

I posted 2,187 times in 2022

That's 790 more posts than 2021!

266 posts created (12%)

1,921 posts reblogged (88%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@thatoneguy56fanfic

@threehoursfromtroy

@korrasforevergirl

@buffyslaysalot

@lokfinest

I tagged 241 of my posts in 2022

#wwe - 159 posts

#wwe royal rumble - 57 posts

#royal rumble - 57 posts

#rrparty - 56 posts

#wwe wrestlemania - 43 posts

#wrestlemania - 43 posts

#korrasami - 33 posts

#elemental fever challenge - 27 posts

#wwe wrestlemania backlash - 26 posts

#wwe backlash - 26 posts

Longest Tag: 124 characters

#if i wake tomorrow and see that the vas for korra and/or asami hate korrasami or say some derogatory comments about the ship

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

i accidentally thought of a SMALL story of a red lotus korra and an equalist asami.

god damnit. I don't really enjoy the trope but......i found out lyrics of a certain song...and damnit...now i can't stop thinking about it

15 notes - Posted March 26, 2022

#4

LISTEN

Sanguinet...

I'll give you a squeezer any time, bud

16 notes - Posted May 29, 2022

#3

Where the Snow Takes Us...thoughts??

I caught up/finished this....AMAZING fic...

I have NOTHING but high praises for this story. Thank you so much author for providing us your fantastic story.

99% of the time I had the BIGGEST smile on my face while reading this. The Love and Care of their characters just...breaks through your screen and immediately takes root in your mind.

(more under the cut) (mostly just me rambling)

I'm gonna try to be vague JUST IN CASE.

The 1% was me fucking CRYING. FUCK. I mentioned it before but the entirety of the scene where they go to the airport together KILLED ME. It legit brought up the time where I had to go through something similar to that and ugh. I forgot those....powerful feelings and those memories and feelings (and story) CLUNG to my damn head all day.

The pining was expected honestly. lol. makes sense. I just didn't really expect the length of it. it is (currently) 35 chapters long and I expected some length before something lol. What i didn't know is that this story, essentially, has seasons.

i THINK I can boil it down to 3 or 4, depending on how you view story beats.

Season 1 was probably my favorite. It sets up everything. Everything you WANT in a slow burn and honestly met all expectations in those regards. The author also *did the thing* where they put the title in the story.

I hated season 2. NOT because it was bad or poorly written or whathaveyou. It was the entirety of the situation. The pain it caused me lol.

[SMALL SPOILER: The connection it had with the real series kinda hit me in the face once I kinda realized. The 3 years. the letters. it was honestly really well done]

Season 3 just fucking melts your heart and kicks ass. And I HAVE to spoil this because of the immense feelings I had. BUT KORRA WINNING THE OLYMPICS. I HONESTLY CHEERED I HONESLTY CRIED. THE BIGGEST SMILE ON MY DUMB FACE. I WAS SO PROUD OF IT ALL. One of my favorite scenes had one of my absolute favorite lines in it. I left a comment that was just me screaming lol. (the author was probably confused when they read it lol)

"A few clouds traveled lazily across the blue, blissfully ignorant of the life changing events that had just transpired below. Just as they’d done eight years ago,..."

FUCK. THAT'S GOOD.

And while I said season 1 was my favorite, season 3 is probably the most fulfilling portion of the story to me.

Season 4 (maybe? depending on how you look at it lol) is where we are left off. We are dealing with reality checks. We're dealing with the, in my opinion, the must surreal amount of realism, in the non fiction sense. It slaps you in the face. lol.

And we're left on a different kind of cliff hanger. No real life or death scenarios or a "will she say yes" like deal. But one that. pricks your brain on what the possibilities be. While it's more than likely resolved, i kinda see how it can be turned (even though there's 2 chapters left lol) but all that's left after all of this is what's next for our favorite couple.

honestly, after my dumb ramblings all that's really really left to say is that I am GLAD I've read this. I know that I can't do Roll with the Punches, the fucking hurt I experienced from Where the Snow Takes Us, I would imagine, would utterly be eclipsed with RWTP. In this story, the trip to the airport, took me about a day to get over it. lol.

The author has a real talent with their writing. The moods they can capture, the characters, their individual stories, the scenes come to life I tell you.

If you're reading this still. I'm sorry for my dumb ramblings and thank you so much for doing so. Read it if you haven't already. Give it props, leave comments, share it.

My only complaint....there's no more snow. put it back. there's no more snow to take them.

17 notes - Posted August 1, 2022

#2

WHY AM I CRYING WHILE WATCHING SHORESY??????

I HATED HIM. NO LOL

25 notes - Posted May 29, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I just wanted to say

I loved the Bob's Burgers movie. Animation was beautiful and I couldn't stop from tapping my foot. And i'm REALLY glad that i'm not in the minority. It has a 86% on rotten tomatoes (95% audience score). And like. the biggest part of it for me is that I ACTUALLY want to rewatch it. I don't really do that for movies until much later.

I guess it's mostly because it's like just a (VERY LONG) episode of the show, it has that rewatchability. But there's like...5 or 8 scenes I just want to rewatch right now lol

106 notes - Posted June 1, 2022

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[tiaramania]

Why your website is not updated?

Sorry, between everything going on with Daisy's celebrations and QEII passing away I forgot to set this week's tiara to publish. Since it's already Thursday I think I'm going to hold off and wait until Monday to post it and then we've got one more Dutch tiara after that. I was going to do Jordan next and then Spain but I think I'm going to switch gears to the United Kingdom. It's going to take me forever to get all of the tiaras I've previously done updated and then cover as many British royal and noble tiaras as I can in preparation for the coronation. I still don't think I'll get through as many as I want to. Hopefully having two weeks instead of one will give me some more time to get some UK tiara posts ready. Also, there are so many things that I want to do here on Tumblr for the upcoming coronation that my mind's a bit all over the place and it takes me so long to do anything that I know I won't be able to do it all.

And I just realized I never posted the tiara alerts for Daisy's jubilee to FB. Here's my favorite gif of the Queen's coronation. Ugh, look at the Portland Tiara front and center. I can't believe we're not going to see it ever again because those darn thieves broke it up. I mean stealing things is generally not good but the real crime is destroying a Cartier tiara.

[equallyshaw]

The Medicated Series: features OC’s with medical issues such as depression, anxiety, physical disabilities such as MS or Rheumatoid Arthritis as well as any other autoimmune disease such as Crohn’s, endometriosis, infertility, etc. (not an autoimmune but you get it) I feel, as a person with a physical disability, that there is a lack of representation and have always wanted to see myself in y/n stories. Links for information regarding rheumatoid arthritis:

Cale Makar Medicated Series Master Post:

https://www.cdc.gov/arthritis/basics/rheumatoid-arthritis.html

triggers/warnings: talks of pregnancy, medications. and angst. and SOFT. SOFT. ALSO: y'all are gonna hate Nate for awhile, im sorry...

Original Character: Eliza Nicole James, 23 years old. Brunette Hair, Blue Eyes, short and curvy.

Word Count:6.8k

Part Five:

Eliza's POV:

I rolled over in my bed, without realizing who was in it. I jumped out of instinct before I realized who it was. Cale, had stayed the night. We stayed up into the wee hours of the night, chatting and ofcourse getting to know on another more. As well as Cale continously promising to protect and stand up for me every chance he got, making me swoon over and over again. It was currently 5 am, and had to get up to take my medicine before rolling over for another few hours of sleep. "Why are you up?" I heard him mumble, earning a soft giggle from me. I quickly grabbed my medicine and made my way to my washroom, to grab some water since I forgot it last night inbetween chatting and kissing. I turned on my night light, staring in the mirror and not regconzing who was staring back at me. I had never once put myself out there, in fear of being rejected and now, I don't know. I look more relaxed? Finally, not having to be 'on' all the time? I shook those thoughts and popped open my medicine container and quickly took them before using the toilet and heading back out to my bed. I softly, or as soft as I could, settle back into bed. Cale instinctively wrapped his arm around my stomach, pulling me into his side and I smiled, mentally thanking the universe for this human being. He was exactly who you'd picture him as, even more than that. After almost 24 years on the planet, somebody was finally giving me a break. A well deserved break.

Cale's POV:

It was now around 9 am, when Eliza was waking up again. I smiled down at her as she awoke, her cheeks blushing as soon as we made eye contact. "Morning." I mused, pressing a kiss to her temple. She put her hands towards me, trying to playfully push me away. "Hey, now!" I joked softly, wrapping her in a hug. "Ugh, you win." she repsonded sarcastically finally looking at me. "Hi." She smiled, before reaching over to grab her phone. "I have one thing to do." She smiled, opening up her email app and searching for Joe Sakics' email. "So I think I decided Cale." She said quietly, before loooking up at me. "Decided what exactly?" I asked coyly, hoping she'd say what I want her to say. She sighed, "I think, I think im going to take the job." She said nervously closing her eyes. I smiled widely, "That's awesome!!" I said now envisioning what it would be like to work with her from now on. She groaned, "But I love my kiddos." She said sadly and I nodded. She reopened her eyes and looked at her phone, "Then why don't we go and visit them on our own time, together or alone." I offered and she nodded. "I was thinking about that, I just fear Martha will hate me." She said. I shook my head," I think if anything she will love you more. Think about it, you'll be working for her favorite team and with her favorite player." I joked and she giggled. "I supposed." She grinned, opening up the email.

[Dear Joe Sakic, thankyou for the wonderful oppurtunity to come work with you guys. I am more than ecstatic to let you know, that I will be in fact taking you up on that offer. Please let me know a day and time, when I can come down and we can chat about somethings. Just need to touch base, beforehand. Best regards, Eliza James.]

"Its official." She said beaming as she put down her phone, and with that I pulled her in for a kiss. She smiled into it, before we parted. Her eyes glistened in the morning light, making her even more beaufitul. I could get used to that look. "I would love to lay here all day but I need some coffee and a croissant." She hummed, getting out of the bed with me following suit. I bent down to grab my dress pants and dress shirt. "I think you need this." Eliza smirked, walking over with the loosened tie and I chuckled. "I think I do too." I responded, thinking about how she yanked it off and threw it aside, claiming it was not needed. She walked out of the room, as I got changed and headed out after her. She stood in front of her bathroom mirror, applying some lotion and sunscreen, and I could see the faint haze of exhaustion. I leaned against the doorframe, watching her as she continued to get ready. "I look scary, don't I?" she quizzed wiping her hands with her towel. "No, but you don't look all that awake." I responded and she nodded. "I never do, unfortunetly." She responded walking past me and out into the hallway. "Good morning love birds!" Becca exclaimed from the kitchen counter as I walked in. A blush crept onto both of our cheeks as I sat down on the barstool. Eliza made her way to the expresso machine, and played with it and set a coffee cup down underneath, waiting for it to start. "Im glad you guys are good. I was scared for a moment." Becca said in passing, and I looked at Eliza who rolled her eyes softly. "Yeah yeah." Eliza said jokingly, as she got some coffee creamer out. "You look good today, E." Becca said noticing how good she was walking. "Hmm, thanks." She responded like it was nothing. "I agree, you do look good today." I commented unsurely, hoping I was not stepping over the line. How could I comment on her behavior, if I hadn't been around barely two months? I didn't want it to come off as a repeat of a comment. Eliza smiled towards me and nodded, "I feel good today." Was all she said as the expresso finished. "Ouuu, you should post that today." Becca commenented on her expresso shot. "Post what?" I asked curiously as Becca set a bottle of water down in front of me. "She sometimes posts, photos to instagram that are very aesthetically pleasing. Like when you got her peonies, she did one with her coffee that day. We keep telling her she needs to do photography, even if it is for fun. She's good." Becca smiled at her best friend. Who in turn, rolled her eyes, shaking off her comments. "Now, I wanna know." I grinned, opening up my phone. "ElizaJames, one word." Becca said coming over and peering over my shoulder. "Let's do that real quickly." I said softly, following her back or atleast attempting to since she had her account on lock.

Becca snatched Eliza's phone before Eliza could figure out what we were doing. Becca chuckled mischeaviously as she opened her phone and accepted his request. I smiled as I refreshed the page, taking in a whole other side and life of Eliza. She had around 60 photos of coffee,flowers, different charity work and books that she had read. With some selfies mixed in here and there. "There it is." Becca mused pointing to the photo, and i regonzied the peonies. "These are good, Eliza." I exclaimed looking up at Eliza who smiled, and grabbed her phone from Becca and walked away. She walked back in a few minutes later, showing the newly posted photo on her instagram. I refreshed her paged, and liked it the second it popped up. "Now leave me alone, you two." She said sticking out her tongue before sipping her drink. "Oh baby, thats a good one." She said closing her eyes and savoring the strong shot. "Okay, now I leave. If not, she's gonna start talking about coffee and I haven't had any yet today, so I am in no mood to listen." Becca said quickly, grabbing her eyes and walking out the apartment. "She's not wrong, my dad grew up making really good coffee and when I had really bad fatigue around 14, we kinda bonded over coffee and the origins of different coffees. That's why when I have a really good cup, I can't help but ramble about it." She said softly, a blush creeping at her cheeks. "Well, I think that's cute." I paused getting up and walking ovre towards her, "and very you." I smiled before placing a kiss on her head. "Ever the charmer." she mused, placing a hand on my chest. "Are you available tonight for dinner?" I questioned and she nodded. "Great, I have to go to practice but I will pick you up around 6?" I questioned, gazed down at her and she nodded. "I'll be ready." She smiled and leaned in for a quick peck. I gently grabbed her face, pulling her in for a longer kiss. We parted, and I quickly placed a kiss on her forehead before walking around her. "Drive safetly." she called as I opened the door, I nodded giving her one last look and I was out the door.

Awhile later, I pulled up to the practice facility. I placed my car in park and sat there looking down at my phone that had a few texts. I couldn't help but laugh as Eliza sent me numerous memes, and then explained the phone call she had with Martha after I had left. She wanted to properly take the time to explain to her that some changes were going to happen but she'd talk to her in person that upcoming Tuesday. I was in my own world, being disturbed by none other than Gabe Landeskog. I rolled my eyes, laughing as i hopped out of the car. He looked visibly upset, "I've been trying to get ahold of you." Was the first thing out of his mouth as I shut my door. "Sorry, sorry. I was with Eliza." I responded, closing my back door as I grabbed my bag. He was stunned, "Wait what?" He asked catching up to me since I had walked past him. "Oh wow, Mel thought for sure Eliza wasn't gonna let you see her. After what happened." Gabe said, walking next to me. "Yeah, no. She for sure didn't want to see at first, that's for sure." I mused as we neared the front doors. "So are you two together or...?" He trailed off, trying to get it out of me. I nodded, "Yeah, I officially asked her last night." I smiled nervously, as Gabe's face lit up. "Oh man, thats awesome! What took you so long?" He questioned opening the door for me. I sighed, "I just wanted to make sure she was comfortable. To us having a relationship is something so second nature. That time and energy not meaning or matters as much to us. But for her, her energy and time are very importnant. She's made that abundantly clear and I just wanted to her ease into it and not have it sprung on her." I confessed and he peered over at me with a look that was unreadable before looking down and smiling. "Are you gonna tell the team?" he asked and I shrugged. "Not sure, I still wanna know who said everything last night. It had to be somebody close to Tracey no doubt." I said and he nodded, "Well we know for sure it was not Mel or Sydney so that's good. Atleast she can trust them." Gabe responded and I shook my head, "Yeah, I don't think she will be around much. As much as I want her to be there at games with everybody, it is going to take a whole hell of a lot to step foot near anybody again-and coffee." I said a bit annoyed. Gabe nodded, "Well atleast you know Mel and Sydney are on her side." He finished as we walked into the dressing room.

I still could not shake that disguted feeling, of how somebody that none of the wags knew, could say soemthing like that. A complete stranger. But right now I could not focus on that, I would though be getting to the bottom of it. Mark my words.

Third Person's POV:

Cale stopped next to Nate and Jt as the drills rolled on. "You heard what she said?" Nate mumbled next to Jt and Jt nodded. "Yeah, apprently Eliza looked like she could of killed somebody Sydney said." Jt confessed and Nate peered over at Cale who had taken interest in the conversation. "Can I help you?" Cale asked and Nate shook his head. Nate had heard what Devon's wife- Kerry had said and honestly, he agreed with what she said. Nate thought that Cale didn't realize, that they didn't have a future together or the one he envisioned. But Nate and the wife, were oh so very wrong. Cale saw a future with her, and yeah, it wasn't the one he originally envisioned but her saw a future with her. There future, one that involved them both. One that saw them getting married at some point, adopting dogs or cats or both, and buying a house wherever there heart desired. Here or in Canada. At the end of the day, all he wanted was her and nothing more. And sooner than later, Nate and anybody else would have to come around. "Can I help you?" Cale repeated as Nate briefly stared at him, "No, not you in partiuclar." Nate said in passing before rentering the drill. What the hell did that mean, cale thought. Cale reentered the drill before looping back around with Nate and Jt. "It doesn't involve you, it involves..Eliza." Nate confessed and Nate took note of that. "What do you need from her?" Cale asked, confused and curious. Nate sighed looking at Jt, "Why she is with somebody that is nothing like her? Why are you with somebody that will drag you down? Can she even do anything? Can she even have kids? I agree with what Kerry said-" Nate was cut off by Cale shoving the older dude. "No, no not right now." Jt said cutting in and trying to step between them but Cale was furious. Again, how could a stranger comment on her life without knowing her? "What the hell is wrong with you?" Cale yelled, alerting the rest of the team. Jt pulled Cale back away from the rougher player, hoping to avoid a fist fight. Nate had crossed the line, so badly. "No, you do realize that a person can be more than illness right?", "You don't know her, how can you say shit?" Cale threw at Nate as Gabe skated over, pushing Nate back. Gabe gave him stone cold eyes, "Don't say anything else." The captain demaded and let go of Nate. Nate nodded, skating away from Cale,Gabe and Jt. Gabe turned around to a very flushed and on fire, Cale. "He won't be saying anything else. I'll make sure of it." Gabe spoke to Cale and Cale only, who nodded. Jt looked over towards Nate, sending him a glare. Jt agreed that he had stepped over a line, and it would be a lot of work to regain that trust with Cale back.

Cale skated off the ice as soon as practice was done, hoping to get out of the quickly. He hadn't even processed the words Nate had said. It was Devon's wife who had said things, his supposed best friend, teamamte and lineman. He threw off his gear and proceeded to get changed. He did not want to stick around any longer. "Hey Cale-" Devon stopped as Cale looked up towards him and shook his head. "You don't get to speak to me." Cale exclaimed. "No we need-" Cale cut him off again, "No Devon, I don't want to say anything that will further harm our relationship. So please just dont say anything." Cale said continuing to chage. Jt, Tyson, Gabe and a few others walked in. Devon looked defeated, and went to take his gear off. He didn't agree with what his wife had said, especially with what Cale had said in passing about Eliza. She seemed like a nice person, and one who deserved the space to share who she was. More than her illness.

"You good, man?" Tyson asked stepping into the next stall. Cale grunted, meaning no. "Don't mind Nate. You know he's got clouded judgment with those chickpeas." He said jokingly and Cale shook his head. "Regardless, he shouldn't have ever said those words. He can't take them back now." Cale responded and Tyson nodded. "Will she be at our game Monday?" he asked and I shook my head. "I defintly don't think she will want to be around people, who speak for her. And especialy coworkers, that won't see past that she's more than just her illness." Cale spat as he grabbed his bag and began to walk out of the dressing room. He made his way down the hall and was out the door.

Back in the dressing room, Gabe exploded. "What the fuck Nate? Are you kidding me?" He said walking over to Nate. Nate just stood there, continuing to take his gear off. "Seriously man! Do you not listen to Cale when we are not on the ice? Do you see the way he talks about her? Do you not realize that she is more than what she has?" Gabe questioned, trying to get answers out. "No ofcourse not, you've never known somebody to be sick and look perfectly normal have you?" He paused gaging his teammates reaction, "You've only known the one's who act like changing diets miraciously cures there health." Gabe finished and turned around. Some of the guys ooh'd over that last part. Ironic, since apparently changing his diet has made Nate a better player. "I mean, maybe changing it would help." Nate said without thinking. A chorus of "Oh shut the fuck up!" "Fuck off!" and "Oh my god!" filled the room. "Let's pretend he didn't just say that." EJ boomed, a few nods filling the room. Gabe returned to his stall next to EJ and finished with the rest of his gear.

Cale drove out of the practice facility, and tried not to cry. Those words hitting him over and over again, filling her ears. The look on Nate's face, the tone of his voice and the sheer confidence of how he spoke. Cale was heartbroken that after everything he had said about her to him and Gabe and Devon, that he still would say shit like that. It wasn't right nor fair, and could only imagine the pain of what Eliza had gone through in her years. He was seeing the ugly side of it, and he hated it. He knew for sure, he would continue to do everything in his power to protect her. By that he meant, keeping the relationship on the down low which Eliza would prefer, or all together break up with her. As much as he didn't want to, atleast she wouldn't have to deal with the team. But oh wait, she was taking the job and that still mean she would have to be around them. But atleast in a professional capacity, and if Nate or anybody else breathed wrong, there would be a nasty harassment claim and Cale did not want any of that. Cale clicked Mels, contact, the only person he trusted for opinions on relationships.

"Hey Cale, how are you? How's Eliza?" She questioned, and then she heard a soft sniffle from her side of the phone. "Oh no! Is she ok? Are you ok?" She asked, wanting him to speak. "She's fine, she's perfect. Nate just said somethings about Kerry and agreed with what she had to say. and like-" He paused allowing some tears to fall out. "Like what Cale?" Mel asked nervously. "Maybe I don't have a future with her? Maybe us dating will be too much for her? Like how can I protect her from the world if I can't even protect her from the team? And fuck!" he threw out, causing Mel to jump. She'd never heard him like this in the years of knowing him. "She told Joe that she would take the offer on the table and then this happens. She won't want to be around people who don't see her the way I do." Cale finished. Mel frowned, and shifted in her seat.

"Cale, I am sorry for what happened. I am sorry that you had to be on the recieving end of it. You nor Eliza deserve it. But, please don't do what I know you are thinking. I see the way you have spoken about her since meeting her. Remember how you came over the day you had met her? Blushing like a fool because Gabe had to pry out that you got her number. How your eyes lit up telling me about the speech she had made and how much of a warrior she was, and how unimaginably strong she was. Stronger than you could ever imagine? How even though she was in pain, there was a beautiful confidence that radiated from her? And then you guys had your first date at that little greek restaurant- and how you'd never seen anybody so effortestly beautiful? How she didnt care in that moment, how she looked to you or anybody else. How she wouldn't stop laughing at your dumb jokes. Cale, you care for this girl. Don't second guess the love you have for her over an idiot and yes, Nate is a fucking idiot. He doesn't realize how sweet she is, in the conversations we had yesterday, I couldn't help but smile. She is exactly who you made her out to be, even more spunky and sarcastic than I thought, which I love. So don't do what I know you are thinking Cale, it'll hurt you even more than you think it will." Mel finished, as Cale drove closer and closer to his condo.

"Thanks Mel, I knew I could trust you." He said thankfully. "Ofcourse, Cale. You know I always want the best for you, you have always been like a little brother to me. I just want to see the best for you." She responded and he smiled. "Thanks Mel." he responded. "And Cale?" She said. "Hmm." He repsonded back. "Show the world who she is, inside and out. We want to know and see it all." She finished and Cale nodded, "I will Mel, I promise." He said before clicking end call.

He had a lot of work to do, but he knew in due time it would all work out. They as in the team would learn who she is. And then the world would, whenever Eliza wanted them to. This was her call, cards in her hands. But that didn't mean, he wouldn't help.

Eliza's POV:

Cale texted me that he was there in the parking garage, and I smoothed down my dark yellow sweater over my cropped pants one last time, making sure my gold jewelery looked good as well. Becca smiled at me as I came out of my room, noticing the lower neckline of the sweater, I smiled back as I grabbed my old coach bag and sighed. "You good?" She questioned eating some of her sushi. I nodded, "I've never been this nervous to see him." I said shyly and she gave me a small frown. "Don't be, you look gorgeous!" She said getting off the counter and pushing my hair behind my shoulders and smoothed my flyaways. "You look great, and if he doesn't think so- I can find him behind the building." She mused walking back to her dinner. I giggled softly, before walking out.

I made my way down the elevator and walked out looking for his car. His fancy car sticking out among the few guest cars, and I made my way over. He noticed me as soon as I had come out of the elevator, got out and waited by the passenger door. "Hi." I said softly, as he leaned in for a kiss as I got in. "Hi." He breathed as he parted. He got in the car, and backed out. "So where are we going?" I questioned, getting comfortable. "We are going to Rioja, a Greek restaurant in the square." He explained and I grinned, "You Greeks and your food." I mused. "We do love to stick to our food." he joked. "Which means Ill have to show you some of my stomping grounds, or I will have my uncle make some authentic Polish Pierogis." I mused looking over at him as he grabbed my hand. He smiled, "I reckon you did promise me some pierogis on our second date." he repsonded and I laughed. "I think I did, too. Which is kinda a big deal. I don't offer pierogis to just anybody." I grinned, and he smiled again over at me. We drove about 15 minutes to the other side of downtown Denver, and we dropped his car off at the valet. He grabbed my hand, as he rounded to car and we walked inside the upscale restaurant. I don't think I've ever been to such a restaurant before. He told the hostess, the name of the reservation and we made our way back to the back of the restaurant. Apparently he had requested one of the back tables. "It smells amazing." I muttered, looking around at all the food that was being eaten. The sight alone made my mouth water.

We sat down at the table, and for some reason Cale could not focus on me. He was constantly looking past my shoulder, it was getting a bit annoyed. "Hey, you good?" I questioned touching his hand that was on the table and he nodded, unsurely. "Come on Cale, you've been looking past me the whole time we have been here." I said getting ready to turn around to whatever he was looking at. "It's nothing." He said trying to drop it, and so I brushed it off. The waiter came up, and we ordered some waters, falfek, pita + veggies + hummus, and I thought I would be fancy and get a seltzer. "Are you okay to drink?" he questioned as the waiter went away. "Yes, Cale. I'm not gonna die." I joked and he nodded, with a small smile. "I'll be right back, I'm going to run to the washroom." I stated and Cale nodded looking at the menu. I got out of my seat in a fast pace, and when I turned around to walk back out to the front I saw the woman from last night. She didn't spot me at first, but when she did- I gave her a cold stone glare as I walked out of the private area. That's who Cale was looking at, I hadn't noticed at first since we walked in with our backs facing them. She was with a few other people, another woman and three males. Who probably were on the team, if she was there last night. I walked into the washroom, and went into the stall and leaned against the door. This was so not happening, universe!!! I left the stall, and washed my hands. Making sure I looked presentable before I went back out, and deal with Cale's akward staring.

I made it back into the private area, and walked right past the group as if they did not exist. Cale smiled at me as I sat down, "This looks good." I mused digging into the veggies and hummus first. Cale dug in as well, finishing off the veggies. "Woah slow down there, I think if you eat this much- you will morph into a vegteable Cale." I joked, "You got the first step down, you don't need to finish the process." I added and he threw his head back in laughter over my sarcastic comments. "We don't need you to touch a veggie and have it turn you, like the 13th year disney channel movie where the kid touches water and poof- he's a merman." I explained and he shook his head, smiling. "Wait, is that the one we watched the second time we hanged out?" He questioned and I nodded,"Wow. Who would of thought there was a stark differance between American and Canadian childhoods...." I trailed off sipping my water. "I think if anybody had the weirder childhood it was you! Tellatubbies?" He cocked an eyebrow and I shook my head with fake disapointment. "Teletubbies." I corrected, "Don't come for the baby sun!" I fought back and he rolled his eyes playfully. "You don't realize what you were missing out on." I added and he playfully rolled his eyes again. "But on a serious note- what the hell is milk in a bag?" I exclaimed louder than I wanted to be. "Atleast we have Tim Hortons." he pointed out and I fake gagged. He gave a look of playful surprise, "Wait you mean Tim Thortons? Fat chance buddy, even though I hate Dunkin, it's still top tier over Thortons anyday." I joked and he laughed. "Maybe Dunkin tastes better in Boston than anywhere else, like Thortons in Canada tastes better than in Michigan." I pointed out, "Im giving it the benefit of the doubt." I added and he gave me a look of some sort. One I could not read, but I smiled back as he looked at me before eating some more of the falafel.

"Please tell me your family knows how to make falafel?" I quizzed as we ate our main dishes. He nodded, "Yeah, my grandma actually made it a point to teach all of before she passed. Never went a week without some sort of Greek food in the house." He explained and I smiled. "Okay, so I may or may not know how to make pierogis from scratch from my mom's side or or Shepherd's Pie from my dad's side..why don't we make some dishes from our family? I think that will really test our relationship...let's see if we can survive in the kitchen." I said playfully and he nodded, "Always up for a cook off." He said excitedly. "Oh it's on, Makar." I mused eating some of my rice. Cale looked past me, and without realizing it, somebody had walked up to our table. "HI! I just wanted to say hi, and introduce myself." A brunette said to me. "I'm Ashley, Nazems' wife. I wanted to say hi because I missed the chance to yesterday." She explained, and I could see the visible stress on Cale's face. "Oh, hi. I'm Eliza James." I introduced myself and shook her hand. "You're working for the team, right?" She inquired and I nodded hesitantly. Who was this chick? "That's Nazem.Devon, Kerry and Nate." She said pointing behind me, and when I looked back, I nodded before turning back to Cale. "Well it was nice meeting you. I hope that you two are able to work it out." She said the last part to Cale who nodded respectively. I saw his knuckles turning white, as she walked away. I looked down at my hands uncomfortably, before speaking. "What's going on between you and Nate?" I asked curiously. He shook his head, not wanting to repsond. "Cale, you can talk to me." I said trying to comfort him a bit as I grabbed his hand. He pulled his hand away from me, running his hand through his hair. "It can't be that bad, that you can't tell me." I said as nervous tears formed in my eyes. He wouldn't look at me, and I was getting upset. It made me think that what was going on about me, could it? "Is it about me?" I asked and his face shot up to meet mine simulatiously. "Yep, that confirms it." I said sitting back and taking a swig of my seltzer that I had barely touched. He sighed, "Yes, it is about you." He simpled stated. I set down my drink, and waited for him to continue. "If I am going to be working with you guys, there has to be constant open dialougue between us, ok?" I stated and he nodded, trying so hard to not meet my gaze. He crumbled.

"He said that he agreed with what Kerry said-" I cut him off, "So she has a name. Nice." I mused and allowed him to continue. "Yeah, Kerry is Devon's wife, my linemate on D. But Nate and I got into it today, he agreed that you had no future with me. He wanted to know if you could do anything or even have kids. And I went off on him, and he still didn't understand that just because you have an illness means you have no life. You are living proof of it. You have a successful job, friends, family and you have-" He paused before continuing, "You have me."He stated before smiling. I nodded sadly, "Well thankyou Cale, I appreciate you standing up for me but i've been dealing with it for my whole life. So even though I reacted the way I did yesterday that was not the first time." I paused, pushing some hair out of my face. "But I can't help but think and think about my future and how it may not involve kids Cale and I cannot in good conscious force that upon you. When I see you with Martha, my heart breaks because that might not ever be us." I paused again, drinking some more. Cale stared at me with longing eyes, one's of confusion and hurt. "You want kids cale, I know it. And yeah, there is a lot of shit I can't do but i've accepted it. I've made peace with it, most days usually. But you you have not, or atleast you have not thought about our future long enough. And as much as I love us being together, I don't want to force anyhting on you this early and have it be for nothing. I'd rather pull the plug now, than face it later." I finished biting my cheek, trying so hard not to cry. He shook his head, grabbing my hand. "Eliza, I have gone through every scenario in my mind this past month and each of them come back to you. I don't care if it's too early but when I say I want you in my life it's true. I know you aren't dating just to date me, you are dating me for a future and I am doing the exact same thing." He paused grabbing my other hand and pulling them together in his. "Hell with what anybody says, can we just see where this takes us? And in the end, I will respect whatever choices you decide to make but please just don't give up on us this early." He finished, almost pleading.

I sighed and nodded in defeat. He got me. We would survive another day.

"Besides, I knew our very first 'date' at the Greek restaurant that I wanted to be something more than just friends. Mel even brought it up today, and she's right. I was hooked then and there, when I spoke about you I felt such a intense pride in knowing you. How fierce and determined you are, despite any setbacks. Gabe had to pry it out of me, when I got your number because I couldn't stop smiling at my phone or checking it every two seconds. Even though I still do that, him and Mel just had an inkling about me and you. How in your speech, I couldn't look away that you mattered and your words mattered. Hell, I thought you were drop dead gorgeous when you walked past us as you walked in with your cane. And then when we had our first 'date' you couldn't stop laughing at my horrible jokes. Maybe you were being nice, but you didn't care how you looked in that moment and I thought- "Wow. You are so effortsly beautiful, charming, kind and down to earth and I'd be a fool to just be friends with you." So again, when I say Im in this for the long haul, it's real and I am being genuine. I want to show the world who you are. Inside and out. I want them to know and see it all." He finsihed, and happy tears brimmed my eyes. I took hold of his hand and smiled, my lips trembling. He had just said the words, I have wanted to hear for oh so long. He smiled, trying to read my face. If I was sad or happy. "Oh Cale." I said my voice cracking, "Thankyou." I smiled, and in that moment I knew. I knew I loved this boy, but it was oh so too early to say those words.

"Okay, now can we get out of here and just have it be the two of us?" I questioned and he nodded. About fifteen minutes later, we were back in the car. "Hey, do you wanna possibly go back to your place?" I questioned as we drove back through the square. He nodded, looking back at me making sure I was okay with it. I had never been there, so unerstandbly, he wanted to make sure I was positive.

He took my hand as we walked inside of his condo, and I stared out through the big windows, showcasing Denvers beauty. "wow." I said memsmorized, setting my bag down before walking over to the view. "That's gorgeous." I smiled, pulling my arms over my chest. He came up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and resting his chin on my shoulder. "Wow, your view is so different than mine." He joked, going after my height. "Hey now, it's not my fault I got the small genes." I mused, turning around in his arms. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling us closer. I softly smiled, staring into his eyes. He was everything I had always hoped for, obviously except for the professional athlete part but I could live with that.

"Did I tell you that you look beautiful tonight?" he questioned softly and I nodded, "You may have said that once or twice." I grinned. "Well, you do look beautiful tonight and always." he responded before kissing me. I leaned into the kiss, hoping for it to say everything that I could not form into words. He parted for a second, gazing down at me before pulling me in once again.

"Do you want to stay the night?" He said against my lips, causing me to part and giggle a bit before nodding. "Hmmm." I mused before reconeccting our lips again. He pulled me in closely, before I parted. "Let's go lover boy, we will never make it to bed." I mused pulling him towards the hallway hoping he'd show the way. "It's only 9 pm." He huffed walking us towards his room. "Who said anyhting about going to bed just yet." I grinned, as we walked into his bedroom. I looked past him and took in his dark,modern yet warm room. I turned around and walked back towards his bed, pulling his hand as I went. I playfully pushed him down at the edge of his bed, before positioning myself in between his legs. He rested his hands on the back of my thighs taking in my newfound confidence. I pushed some of his hair back, before pulling his head towards mine and kissing him.

"Thankyou for tonight. I had a great time, making fun of you and your little canadian childhood." I joked as I pulled away. "Hmm, did you now?" He questioned playfully, pulling me down on top of him. I jolted at the sudden movement, trying to find a comfortable position myself on top of him. We were face to face, our breaths in one another's faces. "Well, this is new." I said under my breath, causing him to laugh. "Is it now?" He joked, softly turning me over so I was underneath him. I nodded shyly, before he went in and kissed me.

"You know at this rate, I am never getting to bed." I playfully joked as we parted, causing him to shake his head with pink cheeks. "Well then, we need to change that, we don't need somebody waking up on the wrong side of the bed." He spat back playfully and I gawked my mouth open before slapping him on the chest. "Not nice dude."

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@elizajames: another day another expresso :)

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@oliviajames: ouuu fancy fancy

@becca: aesthetically pleasing

@jessicajames: your house shoes look expensive

↳ @oliviajames: I think those are the ones she took from chicago..

↳ @jessicajames: yes!!! the drake hotel ones lol

↳ @becca: some nice slippers and bath robe

↳ @elizajames: dont expose me.

↳ @becca: @calemakar come get ur lady

↳ @elizajames: omg stop

↳ @calemakar: now i wanna know the sory behind this

↳ @jessicajames: cale?? omg yes lets tell him

↳ @oliviajames: 'lady' hmmm.....yes lets

↳ @elizajames: stop ! lol

↳ @calemakar: too late now, i need the run down...gotta go hid my slippers and robe

↳ @oliviajames: lol

↳ @jessicajames: already fitting in !

↳ @becca: gotta go hide mine brb

↳ @elizajames: I hate you all

↳ @calemakar: nah, you love us.

↳ @elizajames: we shall see about that

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also this is the last chapter of them going back and fourth about dating, it should be smooth sailings here on out..

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Yooo

So I went back to see my rotbtd edits and found the halloween one. I realized that whenever I post a long story I'll put some illustrations because yeah reading can be exausting and it's a bit hard for me to imagine too many stuff lol, also I think it's just BETTER (this is one of my big reason to love Cytus 2's story lol)

Anyway this one's longer and I got this idea because I was thinking about their similiarities. It's pretty cool that while both Merida & Hiccup's story had a theme of "change" , both Jack & Punz's story had a theme of "identity". Since this one's abt Jack & Rapunzel so mayyybe I'll make Hiccup & Merida too?

And ahhh I forgot my watermark but whateves I'm tired lmao :(

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Anyway here ya go :D

As her feet touch the grass she felt as if freedom has greeted her. This is the first time in 17 years that Rapunzel ever touch it. She has wished, prayed, and hoped to see the "floating lights" by herself and right at this moment she knew that she can do it.

Rapunzel : I can't believe I did this....

I CAN'T BELIEVE I DID THIS!

Rapunzel ran as fast as she can to the secret cave that mother used to use as an exit whenever she bought her a present from the outside world.

Her heart beating fast as she's getting closer to the entrance. But suddenly, she slowed her run and stopped right at the entrance. She look back at the tower

Rapunzel : Mother, it'll be okay. I will be okay..

After I see the floating lights everything will be just like what it used to be, Mother..

Her figure slowly dissapear as she walks into the dark entrance

Rapunzel : You can do this, Rapunzel. Come on...*gasp

Light!

As she mumbled she found a light source and made her steps faster towards it

Rapunzel : Wait, who-

She stopped with caution, she saw a shadow outside the entrance, could it be the person who'd use her hair?!

It goes left and right and so on

Rapunzel : Oh no...

???? : How many times has it been? and still no answer...

She decided to sneak in near the leaves to hear what it says

???? : Just- just why no one-

It's a boy. He's holding his tears as he gets more frustrated.

???? : Why can't anyone just talk to me?! Why can't they see me?! I had tons of questions yet NO ONE EVER ANSWER IT!

He raised his voice as anger controlled him. Rapunzel tried to stay back quitely while Pascal made a gesture that shouted "what should we do?!"

Rapunzel : Stay caution, Pascal. I think that's the guy that mother talked about"

The boy sit in the stone near where Rapunzel are. He let a big sigh.

???? : *sniffs *sobs

He let out a cry. As soon as Rapunzel hears it she decided to go closer.

Rapunzel : Is he...crying?

???? : Please..." *sobs

Rapunzel went closer towards him. Her hand wanted to reach him but too scared. Pascal tried to warn Rapunzel to not go after the boy with his hands.

???? : *sniff Ugh, it's pointless anyway...

Suddenly Rapunzel felt a breeze of wind coming through. As if the wind is alive and move on it's own. The leaves are dancing and the wind...so calming.

Rapunzel : *whisper Woah

???? : Haha, oh wind. At last I had you beside me

The boy sniffs for the last time as he get up and proceed to take his leave.

???? : Ah I wanna see the lanterns tonight. They're really pretty don't you think? At first I have no idea why only once a year it happened but the first time I saw that...

He smiled, all those anger and burden have gone as he remembers the "lanterns".

???? : They're just really beautiful. But then I heard that it's for the missing princess and.. (continue speaking)

Whatever that is, deep down Rapunzel knew that what the boy meant are the floating lights. She saw the boy walked out from where he stood. Should she ask him for a help? or should she continue finding it by herself?Pascal shrugged his head as he disagree.

Rapunzel : Well what choice do I have?

Pascal tried to confront Rapunzel and still insist.

Rapunzel : Don't worry he can be our guide, ok? If he tried to do any harm to me or my hair..he will regret it

She take the frying pan that she brought from the tower and making a serious look. Pascal finally agrees. Rapunzel pull the leaves as she go out from the entrance.

Rapunzel : H-Hey!

The boy stopped right away as he heard someone called. He's looking at the source and it's a girl. He's so sure she called someone else so he continued his walk. But strange, he thought. What kind of a girl who'd play in the deep forest like this?

Rapunzel : W-wait, Please! I want to see the floating lights!

The boy quickly turn to her, she's just called him, she talked to him, she saw him?!

???? : Y-you can- YOU CAN SEE ME?!

Rapunzel : Look, I only had 3 days to go see it or I'll never had the chance anymore!

???? : But h-

Rapunzel : You will be my guide to go see it! Those "lanterns" you're talking about.

???? : Woah, woah, woah! You've been inside it from the whole time?!

Rapunzel : Uhh- it doesn't matter I don't have much time, okay! Let's just-

Rapunzel tried to think a way to convince him. While the boy is still in shock because Rapunzel is able see him.

???? : Oh my moon you're even talk to me- wait is that your hair?!

The boy looked so surprised to she Rapunzel's super long hair still goes along through the entrance cave. Suddenly, a frying pan almost landed on the boy's face.

Rapunzel : Move one step closer, and this will be the last time you see me. Ever..

The boy got terrified on the sudden change of Rapunzel.

???? : Yikes, sorry I asked. Looks like it's really precious huh?

Rapunzel : Don't play dumb to me, I knew it. You wanted to cut my hair and sell it, right?!

???? : W-wha- Why would I do that? Look, you're clearly heard my cry behind the leaves right? Do I heard like want to kidnap you and cut your hair?! No one can't even see me so WHY WOULD I??

Rapunzel take back her frying pan and had a deep thought.

Rapunzel : Let's make a deal.

???? : What?

Rapunzel : A deal. I'll tell you my reasons on why I can see you and for you, just like what I said before, take me to see the floating lights! You will be my guide

???? : Okay...deal

Rapunzel : Well then it's settled. Now show me the way mister..

???? : Jack. It's Jack Frost. And don't call me mister I'm basically around your age too..

Rapunzel : O-oh, okay...Jack

Jack : There you go. This way, blondie..

Finally, they both goes through the forest. Searching for the floating lights

THE END

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Not My Gif!

Pairing: Fem!Reader x Spencer Reid

Content Warnings: None just fluff :)

Summary: Spencer makes an Instagram and stumbles across reader’s page.

Word Count: 1,899 words

A/N: This is Season 10 Spencer with Season 13 looks. Also, instead of it being Kate on the team, i put Emily instead because who doesn’t love the season 3-7 team? Also I might make a part 2 depending on how much this blows up. Honestly i’d be happy if i got one like. Anyways.. hope you enjoy!!!

masterlist // part 2 // part 3

It was 8:00 in the morning. Spencer walked in the doors of the bullpen to the bau. He sat his satchel down and began to settle in for a long day of work. It was pretty early so the team wasn’t in yet. Except for Aaron Hotchner who had gotten in an hour prior to Spencer and been in his office ever since. Apparently others had the same ‘get to work early’ mindset as Spencer. Spencer opened a case file but his attention was quickly whipped away due to the sound of the door opening. He sees Penelope Garcia with all her attention focused on her phone. Spencer quirked his eyebrows when she bumped into a fellow coworker and her attention remained on her phone while quickly mumbling a quick “sorry”. As she passed his desk, Spencer decided it would be the great time to speak. 

“Hey, Garcia.” Her feet came to a stop and her head snapped up at him. 

“Boy wonder! I’m so glad you’re here. I really need someone to talk to because if I don’t I’m going to explode!” She sits in the chair across from his desk. 

“Is everything alright?” He leaned back in his chair. 

“No… no everything is not alright. If anything.. everything is all wrong. Very very wrong. I-“ she takes in a deep breath “I was stalking Kevin’s page because the other day I seen him at the mall with another girl. And while I was 56 weeks down in his page, I accidentally liked a picture.” She explained, in a huff. 

“I’m afraid I don’t follow.” Spencer was even more confused now than before she started. 

“I liked a picture that he posted 56 weeks ago!” Her eyes were wide.

“How is that a bad thing?” His lips pouted as he’d never understand social media. 

“Ugh! Reid, you really need to get with the program and get you an Instagram. That means his picture was old and now he knows that I was looking at his page. You understand now?” She asked. 

“Oh. Yeah I understand. It’s bad that he knows you were looking at his page.” He asked as Prentiss, JJ, and Morgan had walked in. 

“Yes. And now I must go into the bat cave and wait for him to call or text me and ask what me lurking on his page was about.” She whined as she stomped her way to her office. 

“What was that about?” Prentiss asked, setting her bags down on her desk. 

“Uhh- rough morning” Spencer shrugged, still not really understanding the whole social media thing. 

“Hey do you guys have an Instagram?” He asked the three. 

“Yeah but I’m barely on it.” Prentiss answered.

“Same here” says Morgan as he takes a seat at his desk. 

“Yeah but I only get on to post the boys and myself sometimes” answers JJ. 

“What about Hotch and Rossi?” He asked.

“Yup! Rossi likes to post about his expensive wine and cigars. Hotch posts Jack every once in a while and a throwback Thursday.” JJ says. 

Spencer’s eyebrows furrowed for what seems to be the 100th time that day. 

“He doesn’t know what that is” Prentiss looks over to JJ.

“It’s something you post like an old picture of yourself every Thursday.” Morgan explains.

“Do you guys do that?” Spencer asked.

“I did last Thursday.” JJ pulls out her phone and opened the app. “This was right after Emily, Penelope, and I caught a guy who was trying to pick up Prentiss by pretending to be an FBI agent a few years ago.” She chuckled showing him a picture. 

Spencer takes her phone in his hand and examines the post. 142 likes. 57 comments. He clicks on her name which takes it to her page. 302 followers. As he scrolls, he sees a picture the team took a while ago and sees a little person profile thing the corner and clicks on it causing other names tagged to each individual team member. Except him. After he examined all of their profiles, he gives JJ back her phone and gets to work like the rest of them. He felt a little left out but he knew it was because of his own decisions and not his team. He liked that they didn’t press him about having a social media because they new he was more old school than anything. And it was ironic because he wastage youngest member of the team with the more old school habits. 

When Spencer got home he decided he wanted the social media app. The idea of being able to share with his friends and only his friends excited him. Being able to post about his favorite things for his friends to see without talking their ears off.

He opened his phone and went to the app store, typing “instagram” into the search bar. He followed the sites instructions as he made his account. Using a snapshot he took of his bookshelf as his profile picture. He sees the option to add the people in his contact list which was only his team, mom, and his mother’s caretaker. But everyone’s profile popped up and he quickly followed each and every one of them. Except for his mom and her caretaker of course. 

Soon enough, he got a follow back from Garcia, Hotch, Rossi, and JJ in that order. Morgan and Prentiss weren’t lying when they said they weren’t on often.

After two weeks, Spencer hasn’t posted anything yet, not knowing what should go on his profile. Morgan and Prentiss ended up following him back and the app ended up adjusting to his interests. Nothing but accounts about interesting facts, books, and doctor who. 

It was Friday night and the team had just got back from a case in Chicago. Spencer opened the door to his apartment and set his satchel down on the couch, exhausted. His mind wonders to get something to eat being that he wonders to get something to eat being that he hasn’t ate since before they caught the unsub. Which was about 5 hours and 7 minutes ago but he still needed to get something into his system. Spencer opened his fridge and sees 3 day old Chinese takeout. He shrugs and pops it into the microwave while looking for a book of his to reread while he eats. After he finishes dinner, he gets on his phone and subconsciously pulls up the app. He clicks onto his explore page to discover something else he likes. While scrolling, he sees a picture of someone reading and clicks on it.

765 likes

Yourfriend’sig whenever people ask me what to give you for your birthday or Christmas, I always tell them to get you a book or something green and it works every single time. Happy Birthday to my best buddy, @yourinstagram !

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Spencer smiles and clicks the heart button and bookmarks it to look at later.  He liked the picture. Both the picture and caption reminded him a lot of his own love for books and the color green (hence his apartment). 

Once he got out of the shower, he brushed his teeth. He found himself subconsciously scrolling through his instagram bookmarks to find her post. He doesn’t know what it was but something about the picture brought comfort to him. As he brushed his teeth, he clicked on the post once again.This time, he actually clicked on your account. It was a private account with 186 followers. The bio read:

Y/N... bookworm.

Her profile picture consisted of a black cat surrounded by either a bunch of well taken care of plants or artificial ones. His finger hovered over the blue “follow” button. As he bent down to spit his toothpaste out, his thumb accidentally clicked the follow button. But he didn't realize so until he looked down again to see the “follow” button replaced with “requested”. His heart basically drops out of his ass. He quickly clicks the button again, taking back his follow. 

It was now one in the morning, Spencer laid in bed awake staring at his ceiling. Once again, he clicks onto the app. He scrolled down his timeline and saw a picture Penelope posted of one of her new desk animals with the caption “Got her at a thrift shop! Isn’t she cute??”. He saw that Hotch and JJ liked 45 other people. JJ also commented with two red hearts. Spencer likes the post and keeps scrolling. His thoughts wander to the post about the girl again. He’s never thought about a social media post this much since he’s created an account. He wonders what sparked his interest so much about this one. As he makes his way to the post, clicking on her account. Debating if he should follow her. She’s a total stranger. Do the others follow strangers? There’s no way JJ knows 302 people in real life. He mentally shrugs and presses the follow button. Requested. Again.

He swipes out of her account back onto the post now seeing that she commented on it.

yourinstagram thank you, bubs! ily to the moon n back <3333

It was commented thirty six seconds ago. Meaning she’s currently active. Again, Spencer’s heart sinks and he immediately regrets his decision. Going back and unfollowing her. He doesn’t know what to do with himself. He’s a mess. Over a stranger. But he feels like an idiot. Reacting the way that he did just because he saw that she was online. So he goes and follows her.... again.

After clearing out all of his apps, he turns off his phone and lays down trying to get some sleep before work in a few hours. His thoughts wander to her. What she was like. if she was nice or mean. If she was socially awkward or very outgoing. Before his thoughts could get too far into what she was like, he receives a notification from instagram. He opens his phone and clicks on the notification. His heart began to pound when he saw it.

yourinstagram would like to send you a message! 

He clicks on it.

yourinstagram You’ve followed and unfollowed me about 5 times in the past 3 hours. Is there something I can help you with?

Spencer completely forgot that other people got notifications and now he felt like some kind of creep.

spencerreid I’m sorry. I came across your friend’s Instagram post wishing you a happy birthday and i guess i got curious and wanted to follow you if that makes any sense. 

He felt so dumb. 

yourinstagram and following me once wasn’t enough for some reason???

spencerreid Sorry about that. I’m new to this whole social media thing and don’t follow any strangers. You are the first person I’m following that I don’t know in real life. Again, my apologies for the disturbance. I’ll unfollow you’re account If you’re uncomfortable with me. 

yourinstagram i just hope that you’re not one of my raging exes, someone trying to catfish me, or a psychopath lol.

Spencer smiled.

spencerreid Nope. Just me.

She leaves him one read. Spencer’s smile fades when he doesn’t see any three loading dots. She wasn’t texting him back. As he’s about to exit the app, he sees two notifications. 

yourinstagram has accepted your follow request!

yourinstagram has requested to follow you.

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I hoped you like this!!! If this blows up,i will do another chapter!

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Blog Progress Update (Travel Blog Style? #16)

I forgot to shave before passing out in the street… damn it.. 

Also I love (and hate) the idea that this guy just found me in the street and decided to DRAG me to the doctors (or maybe he just dragged me out of the middle of the road… cause he does try to get Arthur to wake up and the doc isn't far from where we fell over)

"Not good news" Yep here come the water works.

I made a gif, i’m sure there’s a bunch of these out there of this but I made one anyway..

I'm sure the game didn't think I would actually choose to leave the horses after taking the canoe up river and actually WALK all the way to the cave judging by how Arthur and Charles were yelling despite walking a foot apart. 

But guess what game, I just needed to take a long walk through spooky woods with my boy, the only guy (okay one of two cause John counts but he's not here right now) that has my damn back in this damn camp. 

It was actually rather relaxing… if I didn't think about where we're going or where we were or the fact that Arthur is DYING (I'm not okay)

Damn it the last mission in chapter 5 is just full of so many "oh shit" moments where I remember or hear a line that reminds me what's about to happen. Bringing Meredith home I almost started crying, hearing Molly I had to pause and take breath first… this game is so well done to provoke emotions like this even after years and knowing what’s coming

Oof and the music "I did… I told them!" And the music just gets so much darker and dramatic and UGH I don't like this pain. Yelling at my screen "no she didn't! She's drunk! Susan no!!!" DX but fuck man… she's so heartbroken she's lying so he'll shoot her and/or she's lying cause she knows it'll hurt him cause he’s hurt her… I hate it. 

The fact that Molly didn't get a fucking grave and that they didn't bury her but burned her… I know they didn't know… but she deserved better… and the fact that the chapter screen pops up on that image…

Chapter 6: loads in

Me: I hate it here...

Dutch is giving a speech… does he even realize NO ONE is looking at him. Like for his other speeches he had people stop and turn to look or walk over to listen… I think everyone has realized his speeches are just the same. He'd throw himself in the ground in their stead. Yeah, we got it Dutch…

Basically saying pick his side… dude there shouldn't be sides in the first place. You're a self fulfilling prophecy my man… 

Also seeing how the list in my “people” folder for camp stuff keeps getting shorter just HURTS

I am excited about doing Bronte's house's post. Dude has his fucking initials on his damn wallpaper xD

I think you can go inside it in Red Dead Online so I might go back for some more photos (it was very annoying to angle the shots I did take so bodies weren't in frame) if not I can just replay the mission.

Might have to see if I can go into the Mayor's house too cause the party doesn't really let you wander in there unless Luca is with you or you're sneaking

Apparently you have to use a wagon to get to the second floor then go through a window… well this’ll be interesting… just hope I don’t get a session with a lot of players in Saint Denis… ugh I wish it was like GTA V online where you have private lobbies. I hate going onto RDO alone cause I always run into assholes who just wanna kill npcs and players for fun. Well, I will ‘document’ my online adventure as Evangeline (my online OC) who looks like Ciri from Witcher 3 and her Missouri fox trotter Trevor.

Well I found a wagon immediately but it had an open back so i couldn’t climb onto it… now i’m waiting on the either side of a bridge for a good wagon… If i had a trader wagon that might work but I don't… wait... O_O Target acquired.

*Hacker voice* I’m in.

Obviously these photos won’t be as clear cause I can’t turn off blur on the 1st person view thing… Gonna do the same kinda thing I did with the Braithwaite manor post where there is a lil mini map to show which room it is. Gonna make a separate post for the garden in back… and honestly… probably have to make a separate post for each floor… I took a lot of photos...

So yeah that might be the next thing to come out cause I really wanna get that up.

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#5

I really like Mork I wasn't expecting him to be so nice and genuine, from the synopsis (I watched the trailer too but months ago so I had no memory of it, all I could recall was that I vaguely remembered enemies to lovers) it made it seem like Mork was just as in love with Nan as Pi is so during the wiping of the hand scene happened I was expecting him to be mean and have ulterior motives so when he offered to buy another box I was like 'hmmm what's your plan here bub' but very quickly realized (I think in the very next scene, which they shared) that Mork liked Pi from the get go and Pi is just out here going around assuming Mork likes Nan cause they hang out a bunch, but Pi is just so focus on his crush on Nan that he can't see that Mork isn't trying to malicious with his actions and with the way Mork went about the picture thing I can see how Pi would look at that as something he was trying to do on purpose especially with his one track mindset of 'Mork likes Nan therefore he hates me and is after me'

A n y w a y s really no point of this I just wasn't expecting Mork to be like this and I'm just pleasantly surprised, I got hopes that this show is gonna be good one so I'm just a wee bit excited, excited enough to make pointless post about it apparently, also is it just me or is this giving off a bit of My gear and your gown vibe? Also not sure if anyone else clocked this or how important it is but when Mork was folding clothes he was folding kids clothes little girl clothes to be specific so that means a younger sister so maybe a cute scene or something having to deal with that in the future mayhaps

and another thing I feel like it would criminal not mention just how cute and nice Mix is in this, I had completely forgot he was even going to be in this cause I watched the trailer before I really cared who he was and before I got completely obsessed with atots, he is such a good actor it's wild

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#4

I'm sorry but the only thing I want to do is scream about papa and daddy, episode two when they show how they met and how they ended up getting together was the cutest thing I've ever witnessed and I'm not sure it can be topped, plus a cute lesbian couple who are also planning on having a kid it's just wholesome gay relationships all around. Ugh it's so gooooood

38 notes • Posted 2021-04-24 15:33:58 GMT

#3

I would sell my first born child to be able to watch ep 7 right this very second

49 notes • Posted 2021-12-04 23:22:58 GMT

#2

also just the way pran did that with his friends around, I mean I know they were probably farther away near the bus probably but pran went from being worried that someone would see them talking at the university to licking his finger on a beach full of architect students and not giving a fuck

83 notes • Posted 2021-12-04 17:01:02 GMT

#1

Also can we talk about what a fucking queen Pa is like she runs the store when her parents aren't there and not just like a "we're just running out for 5 mins watch the shop" it sounds like she actually knows what shes talking about and what to do seems like she does all the fucking laundry in the house or at the very least hers and Pats she even went as far as going all the way to Pats dorm to do his laundry at one point like fucking queen and only in high school that queen

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SMOKESTACKS | 14, SHAKEN

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NEEDLESS TO SAY, NADINE DIDN'T feel as hungry as earlier after she and Jax kissed. Instead, she felt shaken to her core. He's sat at the head of the table — as President — with his mother to the right of him and Opie to his left. Lyla and Nadine were sat further down the table, away from the boys, after Gemma insisted that Nadine sit around the table with them.

Jax parted ways with Nadine by sending her a wink and pecking her lips — yeah, she was surprised she even has brain function after all that.

Laughter and chatter is heard around the table as Nadine speaks with Lyla. On the other end of the table, Chibs leans towards his President and smacks his shoulder, "About time, Jackie Boy."

His brothers had been wagering on how long it would take for him to grow some balls and make a move on the woman they'd taken in as one of their own. It took longer than they expected but it was still a good amount of time. Especially for Jackson Nathaniel Teller — the man who can drop panties with a smile.

Nadine has changed his player ways — he hasn't slept with another woman since he showed up at her doorstep with a slashed eyebrow. He had no reason to. That, however, doesn't usually stop him.

Nadine was too caught up in her conversation to notice the man in question staring at her, a glint of admiration in his eyes. She had avoided his gaze, not able to take anymore of his dominance. It might make her go crazy, and she's not ready to embarrass herself even more after the boys caught her and Jax kissing.

Ugh, she just wants to kiss him again. His lips are perfect white boy lips — plumper than she thought they would be. Definitely as soft as she'd hoped. Sipping on her glass of white wine, she tries to take her mind off of it. And him. And his hands.

Oh, those hands. Those hands that gripped her hips and sent butterflies to her stomach — as much as she hates to admit it, she'd wanted it to lower. She's not against an innocent ass grab. Okay, it would be anything but innocent. She just wants him to slam her against a wall or something.

Realizing that she was downing her wine like she'd been dying of thirst — which she is — she pulls the glass away and avoids Lyla's worried gaze. Nadine rests her head in her hand — why is she acting like a certified freak?

The answer is simple. Jax just has that effect.

THE REST OF DINNER WENT BEAUTIFULLY, those around the table taking the time to share stories about their childhood or past Thanksgiving dinners. In that time, Nadine learned that the MC President before Jackson was Gemma's husband and his step-father. They didn't venture further into that topic, but it was nice to learn something new about the man at the head of the table.

Immediately, doubts flood her mind — she really doesn't know much about Jax. Sure, there's the fact that he's President of a Motorcycle Club and has two sons, an ex-wife, and a track record for getting hurt, but those all seem to be dinner conversation. She wants to know everything about him.

Maybe that makes her a creep. Maybe that just makes her interested — she doesn't care. She just knows she wants to get to know him more.

The boys were still situated around the table, carrying out post-dinner conversation while the women took it upon themselves to give them their space. Well... Nadine was still in their space, clearing the table. Gemma sent her out of the kitchen, of course. The mother, herself, was sat in the living room playing with her grandsons and Opie and Lyla's kids.

Nadine tunes out the boys as they laugh, loudly and share jokes. Jax's eyes are trained on her as she balances a stack of plates in her left hand and four empty glasses in her right. Two years of waiting experience in high school really does come in handy.

She takes that set into the kitchen and rests it on the counter by the sink where Lyla is washing dishes. Making her way back out for another round, she instead finds herself pulled into someone's strong hold out of the kitchen.

For a moment, Nadine is taken back to just half a year ago when being grabbed wasn't such a good thing. She flinches as she imagines Ezra's threatening grip on her, his grimey hands groping her to the point of her high level discomfort.

Just by inhaling the figure's scent, Nadine snaps back into reality and looks up at Jax's concerned face. His eyebrows are furrowed, leading Nadine to realize that he spotted something in her expression — one that wasn't far from fear.

His plan to kiss her and furthermore make up for the last two months is thrown out of the window as he lifts her chin towards him, "You okay?"

Nadine exhales a shaky breath as she tries not to alert Jax — too late. She tries to play it off by nodding, "Yeah, I just get scared easily." Her lie seems to satiate Jax's inquisitive nature — at least, that's what it looks like.

The conversation continues as Opie walks into the kitchen to grab a cold beer from the fridge. Lyla tries not to look at him, tears pricking her eyes just at the prospect of them being in the same room together, within a close proximity.

The man pops his beer open and throws the cap in the trash before turning to walk away, only for Lyla to throw the scrub in the sink and face him. She doesn't say anything, just watches as he turns to look at her.

He grumbles, "What, Lyla?"

She rests her hand against the counter behind her, "When are you coming home?"

"I don't know." Opie deadpans, ready to end the conversation. "And stop asking."

"No!" Lyla cries out, tired of his bullshit, "You don't get to do that. You have kids — we have kids and I'm tired of lying to them about when their father is gonna come home and kiss them goodnight. You can't just leave with no warning and pretend that we didn't say our vows eight months ago."

Opie rolls his eyes, "Yeah? And how are you honoring that?"

Lyla knows he's referring to the industry she's in — and ooh, that pisses her off. "You knew what I was before you asked me to marry you."

"I didn't know you taking birth control was a part of it." Opie says, lowly, dumping his beer down the drain. He's lost his appetite for it.

Lyla's mouth gapes — she thought he was over it. She stopped taking it after he found out but she didn't realize that something as trivial as this was her husband's deal breaker, "What the hell is your problem? We already sorted that out, Ope." Her voice rises to gather the attention of those still sat around the dining table before falling significantly. Everyone looks away, but Jax and Nadine keep their gazes on them, "Why are you acting like this?"

Opie shakes his head and looks away, a hand running down his face, "I just need a break, Lyla."

"Well, you don't get a break from marriage."

"Well, I do."

Lyla pauses and crosses her arms over her chest, "Right." She nods, patronizingly, "I forgot that's what you do. I mean, that's what you did with your last wife, right?"

Opie's nostrils flare at the mention of his late wife, Donna Winston. Lyla's right — he distanced himself from her right before she was shot in the back of the head by his own brother. He'll always love her, even in this marriage with Lyla, he can't help but be brought back to life with Donna. They had two kids, for Christ's sake. He can't just write her off.

"I'm not in this marriage with just you anymore. I'm in it with her and that's not what I signed up for." Lyla deadpans, not noticing Opie's hand clench and release, "It's either she's dead or I'm gone —"

Before he can even think about it, Opie's hand reaches out and slaps Lyla's cheek, a red bruise quickly appearing. The woman gasps in surprise — her husband just hit her.

At the sight of this, Jax rushes into the kitchen to hold back his best friend. The other men whip their heads around to look at the scene. Nadine stands there in shock. Tears prick at her eyes as she thinks about the scene she just witnessed — her mind is transported to her past.

She's curled into a ball in the corner of the room, a gash on her cheek bleeding.

Ezra's daunting tone is heard from above her, "Don't you dare talk back to me, you hear me?"

So many things prompt her next action — the fact that none of the other men seemed bothered, the fact that she could see herself in Lyla . . .

This is what she's running away from. Looking at Jax, she evaluates her options. His best friend just hit his wife, how long will it take before Jax lays a hand on her?

Without another word, she turns on her heel, grabs her purse from the living room and leaves the house, ignoring all questions coming from both Jax and Gemma.

She can't be in this house anymore.

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Outtake Collection #17: (NSFW)

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Poor Aone………………………………………’s sexual composure. 🥵🤯🤸‍♂️

That following Friday, In the calm Date Tech Hallway….

Like a hurricane, Kenji and a kanji ran over to Aone-san out of breath. 

“Aone!!!”

Used to his best friends being storms at home and at school, he turned to them at his locker. “Yes? Are you two okay?” 

Kenji made a dismissive gesture with his hand. “—Just dandy. We’re fine. But you’re not. Or, you won’t be. You’re supposed to help Y/N with her tryout video today right??!!!” 

Aone’s heart picked up speed, thinking about being alone with you again. He nodded. “Yes. Why? Is she alright?” 

“Cancel it.”

Beside Kenji, Kanji bounced on his own two feet, repeating the brunette with wide eyes. “Cancel it, cancel it, cancel it!” 

Aone looked confused. His best friends knew how much this plan meant to him, which included getting closer to you as a step, so he didn’t understand. Besides, they’d just spoken about it this morning and everything was fine. 

“I don’t understand…” Takanobu tilted his head to the side curiously. 

Kenji huffed. “Just trust us!!”

“Give me your phone Aone-senpai, I’ll call Y/N and cancel for you!!!” Kogane shouted, bustling in between the two of them to search Aone’s open locker…… for his phone, no doubt. 

Aone stepped to the side so that the setter could search his locker, knowing his phone was in his pocket. “Kogane-san, please calm down. Is anyone hurt or injured?” 

His friends looked frazzled as hell.

“No one is fucking hurt, you big giant. Just trust us when we say you need to cancel helping her film her stupid thing. Tell her to get a camera stand or pay one of the film geeks or something—“ 

“No.” Aone growled unintentionally. He didn’t mean to, he just really disliked the idea of another guy spending hours with the love of his life. Hewanted to help her. Aone removed the venom from his next words. “I want to see her, Futakuchi-san. You know that. What has gotten into you two—“ 

Kenji pinched the bridge of his nose, interrupting. “—Kusa said..... that apparently, Y/N’s cheer uniform had an issue with the order. The University—our University— sent her a uniform that’s a size or two too small. But she still has to submit her freaking audition in it and then they’ll apparently send her a new one, so—“

“I’ve seen Y/N in a cheerleading uniform before.” Aone stated calmly, feeling better now that he knows you weren’t involved in some incident or something. “You both really expect me to cancel on Y/N because of that?” Ridiculous, Aone wanted to add, but he didn’t. He tried his best to ignore, however, the way he felt a small stir in his lower belly because he recalled seeing you in the normal Date Teko cheer uniform. Not only is that cheer uniform what you were wearing the first time he ever laid eyes on you, but every male in this school—including the Mountain Man—thought you looked unbelievably hot in it. 

Before you noticed him, Aone almost ran into a pole once because he specifically saw you stretching in uniform outdoors with your team. Kenji pulled him from the pole’s path in the knick of time. 

Another time, When you were dating, Aone had gotten a huge boner after school just because he had received a text from him asking if your bra was showing through your white cheer top, with an attached photo of your chest. It was, in fact, transparent and Aone couldn’t think straight for the rest of his own practice. Coach was really mad at him that day….

Anyway, the point is that Aone has seen you in your attractive cheer uniform plenty of times. Perhaps his friends forgot?

“Aone-san, we can tell her that you’re sick, or that there is a family emergency or something, come—“ Kenji grabbed his best friend’s arm, steering him toward the exit. Aone let his friend turn him so that he does’t over exert himself like he usually did when he tried to move the all-muscle man, but he stopped just before they blocked the exit. 

‘Aone! TRUST ME. You cannot handle—“

“—I can and I will. Kenji. Please let me g—“ 

Just then, you entered through the exit doors a few feet away that Kenji was about to lead you out of, cutting Takanobu off and immediately heading his way. 

“Oh, hey, Aone! There you are!”

Aone:

Aone Takanobu can truly say—if he could speak—that he will never even question Futakuchi again. 

Kenji whistled under his breath when he saw you too. “Too late.” he muttered, folding his arms and a blush setting in. “See you at home.!” The brunette yelled as he grabbed Kanji, who was still searching the white haired’s locker—with one hand, using his other to plug his nose because was trickling a bit of blood. 

Upon seeing you, Aone felt as if all of the air in his lungs had been shaken out of his body like a damn salt shaker. He had to physically rub his eyes to make sure they were functioning correctly, and after he did that and you were still walking towards him, Aone pinched his own forearm, hard. 

Still, you were walking toward him. 

Fuck. This is real then.

Holy mother of God, Aone thought in a panic. This isn’t a wet dream?! It can’t be. He’s never seen that uniform on you before.

You stopped in front of Aone, ignoring the handful of boys that were drooling over you in your potential new post secondary school uniform. 

“Ugh. I said medium, not extra small. If I didn’t need a scholarship to make up for my grades, I wouldn’t go to this damn school. Just for this.” You grumbled, walking right past Aone to his locker that was left wide open. Without thinking, you reached inside and collected his huge Date Tech Volleyball jacket, swinging it over your shoulder and zipping it up. Aone had so many of these, and you loved them. You could practically hear the collective disappointed-male groan when you covered yourself completely. It reached the bottom of your kneecaps. 

When your eyes fluttered closed in pleasure because you were wrapped up in the most incredible warmth and scent in the world—Aone’s—you realized you had basically just performed theft, you looked down at your white cheer shoes sheepishly. “Oh my gosh. Sorry, Aone. Habit, I guess.” You apologized, too nervous to look up at him. Horny Mountain Man was in no position to respond coherently anyway, even if he didn’t want you wearing his stuff. 

Which, for the record, always makes me happy as fuck. 

Water. He thought. Water is what always helps in times like this. 

“Please, second.” Aone blurted, turning quickly to speed walk down the hallway to the nearest water fountain. It was tucked away in a corner to where he was hidden, so Aone alternated between taking big, big, very big gulps and splashing water on his face. Repeat.

You were wearing a form-fitting yellow cheer uniform. It said Pirates across the chest that it squeezed, exposed your entire stomach, and then yellow met your waist again in a really short pleated skirt (skort) that was barely covering your ass. Just seeing you in it for two seconds before you put on his jacket alone made Aone store that visual in his spank bank for tonight. Uh, for tonight x3.......or tonight x4........and then tomorrow morning, ……because the way that uniform fit you made him fantasize about doing every position in it….... ugh, Aone splashed more water on his face again. 

Back at Aone’s locker alone, You were so embarrassed in this uniform. You look like an absolute fool in a uniform so tiny, what the fuck?

Hearing a group of hurried footsteps coming from your left, from your two places you both turned to see a group of the biggest fuckboys in the school turning down this hall, searching for what Aone just knew was you with expectant expressions, positively gutted when they saw a giant jacket on you. 

You narrowed your eyes at the group in a glare, giving them a sickeningly sweet smile. “Hi, Fuck off 😊🖕.”

“Heya to you too, Y/N.” Said the guy you briefly gave a chance to before you met a real man like Aone. The baseball player. He had such a disgusting grin on his face, as if he was looking to bring you home or something. As if. 

Seemingly correct in deciphering what his look means, You had to hold down your lunch when he said, “Good luck with your online tryouts today. Care to show us that new uniform of yours?” He wiggled his eyebrows at you. 

“Nope, thanks. I just want to send my audition tape and solidify my future never seeing your ass again.” You snapped back. 

“Ouch, Y/N. We just heard it’s tryouts for the cheer squad today, and wanted to give all you ladies our sincerest thanks for being what awoke our hormones in first year. Is that so bad?” 

“Gross. You’re disgusting.”

“And you’re newly single, right? C’mon, I’m leaving the country after graduation for baseball. Consider it a parting gift,” The baseball player licked his lips and took one tiny step toward you. “I can stretch it out for you,” 

Takanobu—who was frozen in horny-for-Y/N-mode by the water fountain—was snapped out of it as soon as a threatening movement was made toward you. 

Aone understands very well that this was not a good position for any female to be in, but especially not the most important female in his life.  

Immediately, he was in front of you, completely shielding you from the other boys behind his broad, muscular body. 

Not knowing how the fuck this giant man can move that fast again, you couldnt help the breath of relief that left you, knowing you didn’t have to fight this battle anymore. Your knight has arrived. Your ex-knight. ☹️

“I’m sure you all have something else to do this afternoon.” Aone stated, trying to be as civil as possible. 

The baseball player threw his head back and laughed. “I definitely do…..but she’s just a regular student, not a cheerleader…… so it can wait. Oh, and—totally forgot to welcome you to the dumped-by-a-hot-cheerleader club—we’re all in it.” The baseball player gestured toward the group of boys he was in and they all laughed. 

Aone felt his heart break a bit, but his anger didn’t allow him to falter. Girlfriend or not, these boys didn’t respect the love of his life or any female in this school, and it was obvious. Nothing made him more upset.

“Come on bro, tell her to take off the jacket, we all wanna see her new uniform—“ the creep tried taking a step around Aone to get to you, so Aone stepped forward blocking that path, pulling you behind him again. 

“Take one more step toward her.” Aone growled in the smoothest voice. You couldn’t see it, but from experience with creeps trying to hit on you when you were together, you could tell Aone had his absolutely terrifying expression on and fit didn’t even mean to. The biggest teddy bear... that turned into your tough grizzly without the tiniest bit of hesitation if it meant protecting you.

 “I dare you.” Aone added, for good measure.

Needless to say, like always, the group of creepos saw how serious this giant could be, and then scurried away faster than they came. 

It turns out they’re not a fan of Aone’s dares.

You resisted every nerve in your body from acting on your instincts and grabbing Takanobu and kissing him as thanks for protecting you. Fuck, you just fell deeper in love with the man and if we are being g honest, hearing him become so respectfully protective like that, not only made your heart clench but your pussy clench as well. 

Aone turned to you and bowed in apology for speaking for you. 

You waved him off and thanked him wising words as you physically pressed your thighs together to keep yourself from throwing yourself on your ex and begging him to fuck your brains out like you wanted him to. Like he always did. Truth be told, you are so turned on. 

Needing fresh air, right the fuck now—you grabbed Aone’s arm and he allowed you to pull him outside to the empty football field since school was over. 

You found a small corner where you’d be hidden from prying eyes and it was a flat enough green surface for jumps and tumbling passes, so you liked it. you asked your beautiful Ex if it was fine to set up here for the audition. Daylight hit the area perfectly. 

Takanobu nodded, but then a slight blush fell over his face and you didn’t follow exactly why that was. “What is it?” You ask, using your hand as a visor. 

“Ummm,… this spot is fine Y/N. But I just realized that I forgot my flash in the photography studio.” 

You shrugged. “Oh! That’s it? Okay, that’s fine. I can just wait here and start stretching.” 

Aone’s pale cheeks darkened even more. You tried not to swoon. Oh my gosh he looked cute! But you still didn’t get why forgetting his flash made him so shy. 

“Aone, what is it? Is there something wrong?”

Takanobu looked away, willing himself to speak with conviction. “No, I apologize again. It’s just….” He willed himself to meet your eyes, because that’s what his plan told him to do. “Do you mind accompanying me? Uh, to retrieve the flash? I can carry everything, that’s not a problem, but— I just don’t feel comfortable leaving you out here alone just in case that group comes back and I’m not around.”

You inside: 

You sucked in a breath, trying so so sooo fucking hard not to shout how much you loved this man! If you were still dating, you would tackle him and showering his face with kisses right now, then probably tug him somewhere so you could drop to your knees and suck the soul out of his dick—that’s how much you loved him. 

“Oh, that’s so sweet.” You nodded, pressing your thighs together as you walked his side, in his jacket.

***

2 hours later, Aone is almost done filming your tryout tape. 

In the beginning, He managed to distract himself on his phone while you stretched, only stealing glances at you when you were in your splits (at which time Aone accidentally bit his tongue). 

Then the middle section of filming wasn’t sooo bad, you had to tell the camera about yourself—in which Aone thought you looked so pretty and thought you didn’t list enough of your good qualities, but he wouldn’t interject to tell you that— he filmed you doing a few technical jumps, some sideline hand-only cheers that you yelled out, and a few tumbling passes, which Aone was able to handle if he was thinking about dead squirrels like Futakuchi taught him. But that was as far as the dead squirrel strategy went for him. It had served its purpose and now Aone was running out of steam, because you had just completed the flyer positions section: where you had to contort your amazing body in flexible positions that literally made his urges to fuck you hard come back, God damnit…

Even though that was tough, Takanobu had a plan to follow and it included being able to spend time with you like this, so he had to put on a brave face and endure it. He was so proud of himself so far—even if he had to overheat in the volleyball sweater he had to put on to hide his protruding cock. It was sunny, not hot, which is good. And it did a great job hiding his crotch, so he wouldn’t dare take it off.

But truth be told, a part of Aone Takanobu felt absolutely foolish for not taking his friend’s offer earlier and cancelling on you. If seeing a cheerleading uniform on you in the past almost made him walk into a pole, I don’t think anyone could imagine how seeing you in a much sexier, college cheerleader uniform that is 2 sizes too small makes him feel now. Fuck. 

During the final portion of your tryout video, you had to showcase the choreography they taught you, and well, Aone was…………. He was……………

He was……………………

A/N: Imma try to just come out and say it.

During your dance segment…………………

You are of course, wearing that tiny new uniform, and Mountain Man is so fucking in love and horny for you, and you were also horny so you were unintentionally giving him bedroom eyes, and your dance for the tryout was semi provocative, and you are so flexible and bendy, slightly sweaty from over exertion, and did Aone mention that you are wearing that tiny uniform????

Yeah, this white haired beauty was going to cum untouched. 

Why? How? Well:

“So, Aone, for this part, I need you to tell me how I’m doing, Okay? I know you don’t know cheer very well but just in this dance section if I look sloppy or Im going too fast, I’d appreciate the feedback since my future relies on this. Is that Okay?”

The white haired beauty grunted in agreement, the sound actually hurting his throat because it was so dry. 

You smiled at him sweetly.

You looked so fucking cute, LostyAone.exe stopped working. 

“I need you to make sure the camera is getting my entire body, Okay? So that the judges can judge my footwork too. Can you pan down to make sure you’re comfortable with the movement?

Using the camera, Aone panned down liked you asked and nearly died. He was glad his eyes were hidden behind the camera because they just about fell the fuck out when he caught a really good glimpse of your delectable ass under your cheer skirt. Inside his brain,  dozens of little control-panel Aone’s erupted in chaos, running around his brain with towels trying to blow out the raging inferno in there.

SHE IS SO FUCKING SEXY, His mind yelled at him, as if he needed any more of a reminder. TOO SEXY, it repeated, and Aone’s dick twitched angrily in his pants. 

DEAD SQUIRRELS. DEAD SQUIRRELS. DEAD—OH, SHE’S SMILING AT US.

Takanobu briefly thought about the fact that this footage was only going to be seen by your prospective cheer captains, coaches, and himself— but he couldn’t help but wonder how he was going to edit all of this together in the time frame he promised he would with only one hand. The incessant desire he had to pump his cock to the look of you in that tiny uniform was practically all-consuming. So when he has to stare at constant footage of you alone in his room this weekend, well............. he’d probably need to take more breaks than he’s willing to admit. He needed this to end, and quick.

“So there is one move, Aone, that I need you to make sure that part gets a tiny close-up of. It’s this part where I flip why hair like this, then I have to run my hands from my neck dowwwwwwwn my body slowly and back up to do a mini chest pump… but that move I am switching it to a mini chest squeeze…, because the coach said she wants her team this year to have a lot of sex appeal and the ability to make the dances their own, so I thought I’d add that to show her I have what she’s looking for. What do you think?”

Wait, Sex appeal? Chest squeeze? As in, squeeze your breasts?! Like how? And Did Y/N just insinuate that she needs more sex appeal ? More than she already…….………..huh🥵? Aone gulped in disbelief. If you had any more sex appeal, Y/N……….. he wanted to tell you. I’d be an absolute dead man. He already was. 

You took Mountain Man’s silence as confusion. “Do you not get what I’m saying? Here, I’m thinking something like this.”

And then, if things weren’t bad enough, you showed this poor poor hanging-on-by-a-single-thread-of-composure Aone—the move that you’re referring to in slow motion so that he could recognize it in the dance: 

Takanobu was going to lose his mind. Inside, he was all:

And he couldn’t stop thinking about the fact that he has what you just did on film.

 Aone’s dick throbbed relentlessly in his uniform pants, practically having a pounding heart attack of its own. Luckily, it was hidden under his jacket, telling him loud and clear that this was all he could handle from under there. 

“Umm,” Aone started shakily, turning his back to you and scanning the field. He thanked the heavens because he saw the girls entire soccer team starting practice really close to where they were filming, so if anything were to happen and those boys came back to bother you, you could just walk right over to the big group and the coaches. He wouldn’t be gone long anyway.

Not with how worked up he was. 

Not even remembering what excuse he made because all of his brain blood resided in his cock right now, whether he said he needed to go to the bathroom or fucking Pluto he doesn’t know—but he finds comfort in the fact that whatever he said, you responded unsuspectingly, saying, 

“Oh Okay, sure! I needed a break anyway!” you plopped down on the grass in fatigue. 

Good.

Everything in Aone’s mind was a blur until he was inside one of the stalls in the empty boys volleyball locker room, his right hand down his pants before he could even think to unbutton or pull down a zipper, stroking his needy length. 

“Ohhhh my God,” Aone sighed, using the immense amount of pre cum on his dick as lubrication. His dick was twitching in his palm as he stroked. 

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck,”  chanted the middle blocker who does NOT use profanity regularly, shutting his eyes as tight as they could go. Immediately, images of you met the inside of his dark lids, especially this image: over and over and over.

So horny he wasnt even thinking clearly, Mountain Man immediately reached for his camera hanging on a necklace around his neck with one large hand. He immediately scrolled to the dance footage and moaned when your beautiful face and figure met the screen. He stroked himself through the dance you just did that wasn’t even the official dance yet, lidded eyes staring at your pretty face and amazing body in that fucking uniform. A hand job has never felt so knee-buckling.

He replayed the footage.

She’s so hot. Stroke harder. Rewind. Replay. She’s so fucking hot. Stroke faster. Rewind. Replay. She’s so UNBELIEVABLY fucking hottttttttttt. Fuck my hand. Replay, replay, replay. 

Within 50 seconds of starting, Aone was releasing so hard into his hand that he was grateful the camera was around his neck because the force of his orgasm made it slip out of this hand.

Breathing heavily as if he had just run a fucking marathon, it was only one more minute later that Aone felt himself hardening again, thinking of you and needing another release. Home. His dick chanted. He needed to go home. Takanobu was so horny for you that he guiltily fantasized about taking the bra you left at his house all that time ago out so that he could paint it white and possibly fuck it, but he somehow thought that was disrespectful and felt a little ashamed for thinking of you so inappropriately while looking at your footage, so he decided not to do that again. Mountain Man cleaned up with a napkin, but didn’t move to leave just yet. He knew himself better than that, so he wrapped his hand around his pre cum lubed cock again, just waiting.

He loved you for so much more than just your physical appearance—Aone knew that—but sometimes how hot you were put him through a loop. Clearly, considering he’d just jerked himself off in his locker room in 55 seconds and was ready to do it again. Unbelievable. You are breathtakingly beautiful.

I can’t believe Y/N….. gave me a chance— What could the most beautiful woman in the world have seen in me? What am I doing trying to get her back, have I SEEN HER? As Aone was greeted with his self-deprecating thoughts again, he thought about your gorgeous face. This made Takanobu began thrusting up into his wet hand impatiently. 

She’s so caring. And so loving. And such a force to be reckoned with, God I want to put a ring on her finger and cherish her forever.

Even his self deprecating thoughts couldn’t take him out of how far gone he already was, he almost forgot that he actually had to take off his pants unless he wanted to ruin them completely and chance you seeing him walk back out with a giant cum stain. 

With an upsetting growl because his pleasure had to wait a millisecond, Aone roughly unbuttoned, unzipped, and shoved down his pants and boxers, moving so that when he came it would aim where he wanted it to down the toilet. His hand found his aching cock again and he resumed pumping, Aone squeezing at the base and tip and fucking his own fist. He felt just as worked up as the time you relentlessly teased him while studying, but this time you hadn’t even touched him once. He couldn’t believe it. 

But then, well, he remembered it was you, so he could. 

He loved you for years without you even knowing his name, so logically he knows that seeing you bend and bounce and do the splits in a small cheerleading uniform can easily make him cum in his pants unprovoked.

I want to make love to her soooo badly, Aone thought, feeling a little guilty for thinking of his ex so lewdly. I’d stick my cock so deep inside her unmatched pussy and hear her moan my name so loud until she was having one of her hard shuddering orgasms around me that Aone always managed to give that made his thrusts stutter, fuck fuck fuck. Aone thought about moving those tiny shorts that are connected to your skirt aside and pounding into your tight hole, pinching your nipples and sucking a hickey on your sweet skin. Ugh, he was practically pounding into his first now. It almost hurt, but hurt in a good way. He needed this. There is absolutely no better feeling in the world than being inside you, so he tried to remember it and pretend that’s what he was doing to the best of his ability to throw himself over the edge faster. It worked. His entire body trembled.

Aone bit his juicy bottom lip, actively keeping growls in his chest because he felt so carnal. He wanted you soooooooooo bad, and if you two were still together right now and you verbally agreed, thrice—you’d be in this stall with him, your legs wrapped around his waist as he,— oh god, just the mere flash-thought of you in here with him made Aone thrust into his hand even harder, thinking about your perfect ass under that small yellow skirt, how perfect your tits would look when you freed them out from under that constricting small cheer top (but kept the skirt on), and he thought about how wrecked you’d look because you both knew such a big guy like Aone would need at least three or four rounds until he was sated and you were always so fucking willing for him—

Aone let out a growl he’d been holding in as he immersed himself in the dreams, thinking about how fuck-hot you are when you dance, how amazing your breath sounds when its short and calling his name, the look of that chest squeeze and peek-a-boo’s you practically killed him with out there—and not before long Mountain Man was subject to an array of pleasure zaps shooting from his groin up his spine, making Aone close his mouth and let out a pretty loud “MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM..” As he shot cum after cum, spritz after spritz, into the toilet. His second orgasm was so intense that he needed to grab the top of the stall wall next to him with his clean hand to keep himself upright, because his knees were shaking.

Trying to catch his breath and calm down, Aone stayed in the bathroom for a few minutes until his heart beat regulated somewhat. Even though it felt like forever, it had only been maybe 5 minutes since he’d left you on the field chilling. Not enough time for you to even believe that he was pleasuring himself. It couldn’t have been enough time. 

Takanobu cleaned up in a hurry—washing his hands four times before returning to you, feeling a little bit lighter—but not enough to say he is satisfied. Considering the fact that he didn’t have sex, Mountain Man would need a few more rounds with his hand to be satisfied. Mountain Man is a big guy and even though he is the kindest person on earth and thinks about buying you flowers and holding your hand, when he’s horny he needs a lot to satiate that hunger. 

***

Aone returned to you only 6 minutes after he left, and right away you made his dick semi-hard again, looking so beautiful when you accepted his apology.

“Don’t worry about it, Aone. If I haven’t said it enough.... I really appreciate your help. Is there anything I can do to repay you?” 

Takanobu bit back a groan because yes, there was a lot you could do to repay him. Starting with giving him one more chance..... but he couldn’t ask that of you. In any case, he knew what the answer would be right now. 

“No, I’d like nothing in return. I am glad I could help a friend, Y/N.” he offered you a slight smile that made you feel all fuzzy inside. 

You wanted to melt, he is so sweet, even after you shattered his heart. Your heart was swelling and you couldn’t wait to leave him, just so that you could go home to cry your eyes out for the man you let go of. 

“We should finish. It’s getting late.” You collected your emotions and shook out your limbs to prepare yourself for the last section of your tryout video. 

***

You performed the dance section even sexier than Aone could’ve imagined, and it made Mountain Man absolute putty. Due to the events that took place in the locker room not too long ago, Aone was able to get past his horny mind numb to recognize that his heart was exploding for you—for other reasons. His heart was bursting due to pride.

He was so proud of you. 

You weren’t his girlfriend anymore, but you were still an absolute inspiration to him in that you always chased your dreams. Here he was, giving up volleyball, and here you are—killing your own audition in an uncomfortable costume. Wow. Aone would be sure to edit the most amazing tryout video for you to the best of his ability so that the team would be absolute fools not to give you a scholarship. If you didn’t get it, he’d find some weird way of secretly paying for your schooling anyway, if it came down to it. He loved you that much. But he just knew you’d make it. 

When the last take was filmed and all was said and done, Aone was both positively enamoured and positively hard, of course. You looked beyond sexy and flushed, and when he gave you his water and you drank it, some droplet missed your mouth, skidding down your cheek and disappearing into your cleavage. Mountain Man just about needed to run back to the bathroom at that point, but it was time to go home anyway.  

You changed and Kusa picked you up, waving to Aone and thanking him with a hug before leaving. 

Aone sat in his car for 5 minutes once you left, his eyes closed and his head resting on the headrest, just trying to figure out how he would live with these feelings. He didn’t know if he could. A million questions jumped to the forefront of his mind: 

How could someone be so beautiful, so perfect in every way to him? 

What did you even see in him the first time? 

Is it even worth it to try again? 

What happens if his plan fails? 

What would he do?

And, because his dick wanted to throw in a question as well: How fucking amazing did you look today? 

Is it even possible to be this attracted to someone? Fuck. 

Aone’s dick twitched in his pants as thoughts of your pretty smile while you cheered tonight filled his mind, alerting him once more that he has suffered through enough for a lifetime and he needs release again. 

Aone raced home after that, unable to get your brilliant laugh and your perfect ass in that skirt out of his mind the entire time. 

He’s a mess. 

An aroused, lovesick, unmistakably heartbroken mess.

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#5

Me? Getting that sweet sweet serotonin because one of the WRITERS of 36 questions liked my tweet? OF COURSE!!!

23 notes • Posted 2021-03-22 15:41:35 GMT

#4

LISTEN.

I am TRASH for this exact moment in this weeks 911 Lone Star .

And because I am trash I must share... TK getting rescued by his boyfriend Carlos and in his injured state weakly going “hi baby”

UGH 😭

29 notes • Posted 2021-03-10 04:41:29 GMT

#3

I know I’m gonna sound like the biggest theatre nerd right now but I have to tell you about the musical I just found

So it’s called “36 questions” and it’s a podcast musical (which I didn’t know were a thing but OH BOY I love it cause then I don’t have to find a bootleg to watch it cause it’s all there in the audio)

And the plot is amazing, very Last 5 Years vibes. Got Jonathan Groff as the dude in it. I’m just- in love. It’s 3 acts of about 50 minutes and I just finished the 2nd one and UGH it’s SO GOOD!!!

Here’s the plot summary for those who want to know more!

It follows the story of Judith (formally Natalie) and Jase, an estranged married couple who go through the 36 questions to make you fall in love, something they had done on their first date, but now are doing again after it is revealed to Jase that the woman he married is not named Natalie but rather Judith and she had been lying to him since they met.

Starting Jessie Shelton as Judith (amazing voice)

and Jonathan Groff as Jase (have loved him for a long time so new content for me is just *chef kiss*)

30 notes • Posted 2021-03-21 20:00:28 GMT

#2

NEW UNTIL DAWN TATTOOS!

Top one belongs to me, the bottom one is @elliepollie’s!

44 notes • Posted 2021-11-16 18:48:58 GMT

#1

So I forgot to post it here but I got an Until Dawn tattoo on Friday! I’m so happy with how it turned out!

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Riverdale Review

So, decided to give Riverdale a shot after hearing a gajillion decent rave reviews about it, as well as it being renewed for second season (and also coz my sis in law was watching it and it intrigued me) and my curiosity peaked seeing the characters.

From here, and the next few posts after, are my play-by-play review of each episode leading to the season finale of Riverdale Season 1:

Episode 1-2

It's so weird and familiar at the same time to watch familiar characters behaving in non-familiar roles LOL It's like watching an AU of Archie we grew up and loved.

For starters they changed skin colour and ethnicity of some characters, which I have nothing against, but needs time to get used to. Like Reggie: Asian jerk; Josie and the Pussycats: All black casts; Weatherbee: black and thin, Coach Clayton: still around, completely taking both roles of himself and the fat gym teacher; Pop Tate: black; Kevin and Moose: brunette instead of blondes; and Grundy: sexy young music teacher instead of old thin English teacher</li><li>I was like seeing Archie n Grundy and like "Noooo.... That's just wrong..." Coz I can't picture Grundy as young and sexy LOL

Oh and Dilton Doiley is Asian nerd LOL Stereotyping much?

Betty is kinda one dimensional, just like the comics, but at the same time, I think this Betty is interesting, like tortured soul who wants to break out but forced to be perfect, tho maybe has a split personality problem

Apparently they decided to give Betty a sibling and turn Jughead bk to being an only child LOL In the comics he has a baby sister named Jellybean

Jughead here is so emo~~ But I like it ?????? Jughead has always been my fav character in the comics

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Episode 3

OMG they made Chuck a jock jerk LOL He's supposed to be the coach's son who loves football n has a talent for drawing comics LOL The lovable black teddy bear Almost forgot to mention tht apparently Moose is a closet fluid? Interesting... And where's Midge?

Josie is such a high and mighty entitled diva attitude tho LOL I get wat she's trying to fight for, bt she doesn't hv to hv such an attitude abt it

Personally I think the actress suits Veronica, she's got the rich bitch look LOL

Geez, hardcore much? I prefer u go back to be ur lovable nerdy self like in the comics, Dilton LOL

**

Episode 4

OMFG Cheryl Blossom is such a bitch in this series. She's not so bad in the comics, bt in the series she's devil incarnate

OK looks like they didn't cut out Jughead's sister Jellybean after all, she was mentioned in the current episode I'm watching

*gasp* Grundy is not Grundy?? The pic in the news article is a more accurate representation of Grundy LOL

I just realized Archie is missing his trademark freckles

Wait, who? Jennifer Gibson? Certainly not a character I know in the comics

Interesting new look for Big Ethel though, instead of the familiar tall lanky thin girl with buck teeth. I hv a feeling they used the old concept design of Big Ethel for Riverdale

So weird to see Archie's dad not being the lovable chubby balding clueless dad we all know

Hermione Lodge is Hispanic and not the graying old mother in the comics, weird but at the same time refreshing

Ooh, and it turns out Hermione is just as corrupt as her hubby Hiram, as well as Josie's mom the Mayor. Hmmm... Kinda curious wat Hiram Lodge would look like in this Riverdale incarnation

Hmm... Jennifer Gibson aka Grundy seems to hv a vry predictable bk story, I can see it a mile away. Can we trust her?

Why did they make Betty's mom so...ugh! I hate her so much right now, coz she reminds me of my abusive tiger mom... N the actor playing Betty's dad looks kinda familiar, I can't put my finger on it. A little help, guys?

What's with all the pink, Alice Cooper, n snooping on ur kid's room n diary? Reli now?

Smithers looks almost accurate, just missing the balding features LOL

Hermione Lodge n Fred Andrews were a fling? Reli now... Interesting...

Is Southside Serpents a thing in the comics?

Aww, Archie finally breaking it off amicably with 'Grundy'. Very mature of him to do

Ugh!! Way to ruin a perfect beautiful breakup, Alice fucking Cooper!!

Who the hell is Joaquin?? Is he in the comics?? He is HOT!!

Oh my~!! Kevin~!! U scored urself a hot one~!! Romeo n Juliet moment alert~ ??????

Awwww~~ Kid pictures of Jughead n Jellybean~~ ??????

Wait, what?? Jughead's dad is the leader of the Southside Serpents?? ?????? #mindblown

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Episode 5

How is Kevin able to reconstruct the murder board after looking at it only once? Does he hv photographic memory??

Is Trevor canon in the comics? His name sounds awfully familiar tho

Oooh~~ The famous Archie-Reggie rivalry is on!

Veronica n Cheryl frenemies? Finally, something canon btwn them Whatever happened to Mr Jones' balding thin dad look? LOL Not that I'm complaining, Riverdale Mr Jones is hot ??????

A Cheryl Blossom slumber party? This spells bad news...

Looks like Archie's dream of being a musician is bk on track. Is Reggie gonna get the captain title?

Archie's new music teacher looks like a no-nonsense type of guy

The actors for the Blossom parents looks kinda familiar tho... (This is wat happens wen ur a movie n TV buff. Every single actor looks familiar to u LOL)

At least Betty is not fully girly girl, they retain her comic canon with her knowledge on cars

Well, I was expecting Polly to be sent to a group home coz she was disowned or coz she was doing drugs. Didn't expect it was bcoz she attempted suicide after a bad breakup

My preliminary prediction: Jason Blossom tries to elope with Polly, n things went South btwn them n Jason decided to go thru with it alone coz family problems #Riverdale

Ahh, the Blue & Gold, the classic journalism room, tho I remember it being run by Archie n Betty, with Juggie being the silent member

Isn't Archie n the boys more on the basketball team than the football team tho?

I still prefer Betty/Archie over Veronica/Archie tho...

Yeesh, Veronica having dinner with the Blossoms. I feel awkward already. N wats up with Nana Rose? She looks like the stereotype creepy grandma in the rich eccentric family in horror movies

Geez, now I dunno who I hate more, Betty's mom or Cheryl's mom

Well... Someone's sending a msg to Hermione...

Still feels weird tht Betty is not an only child in this Riverdale incarnation

Jason looks more pretty than handsome. Too pretty in fact. There's no way he's straight. I mean hv u seen those lips?

Veronica wanna help Cheryl revolt against her parents? Sure, real good idea, V *sarcasm*

How is Jughead able to afford stuff for himself, let alone a nice suit for the Blossom funeral wen he's sorta homeless n not living with his Serpents dad?

Let's see wat Cheryl n Veronica hv up their sleeves for the Blossom funeral

I keep forgetting that Archie's real name is actually Archibald *snort* And I always thought Betty's name was just Betty, not Elizabeth

Isn't it weird to wear ur beanie with the suit, Juggie?

Woah, Cheryl. White for a funeral, n the clothes u wore during Jason's disappearance? Bold move, girl, bold move

Pretty suitable song n beat for her entrance tho LOL Shout out ur defiance, Cheryl

Kinda creepy that Mrs Blossom thinks Archie is like Jason, just coz of his red hair

Snooping on a dead man's room? Sacrilege much? LOL

HOLY MOTHER OF GOD, WHERE DID U COME FRM, NANA ROSE?! #Riverdale

"The horror, the horror~!" - Jughead, 2017

Nana Rose revealed something crucial abt Jason n Polly's relationship!! Is my prediction true??

So weird, just noticed Nana Rose hv a single streak of red hair in her gray hair

Well, apparently there is blood feud btwn the Coopers n the Blossoms, n the sins of the father is being paid by the blood of the son's

The Coopers r now in the murder board, tho I suspect Betty's mom might be the person who destroyed the murder board at Sheriff Keller's. Betty's dad looked pretty bewildered looking at those files

Afterthought: Kinda weird tht the blood feud is btwn the Coopers n the Blossoms. In the comics, it's usually btwn the Blossoms n the Lodges

**

Episode 6

Juggie having breakfast at the Coopers? Dealing with Alice? Awkwaaaaaaard~~~

Ooh, looks like Jughead's presence at breakfast has an ulterior motive

Archie choked on stage #cringe </li><li>Archie and Valerie now?

Polly's group home sounds more like a prison than a group home

OMG Josie is such a hard-ass in this #Riverdale incarnation. Where is the sweet comic Josie that we know n love?

Uh-oh, someone caught their mom making out with their BFF's dad. N the Andrews being divorced is so wrong~

OK, looks like Archie n Valerie might be a thing, Josie is pressured to meet her mom's expectation of representation, n Josie n Veronica r using each other to get bk at ppl out of spite. Surely things can go great from here *sarcasm*

Finally we get to hear Polly's side of the story, n my prediction was right abt them eloping, n it makes me hate Alice even more

So if they nvr met, wat happened to Jason? Whodunnit?

Polly's story is confirmed! Poor Josie didn't get her father's approval! Archie n Veronica bk as BFFs! Archie didn't choke n didn't suck! Betty n Jughead r a thing! So many feels!

P/S: Archie n Valerie is a thing! N Fred n Hermione is sort of a thing! Tho how're u gonna explain u forging ur daughter's signature? And geez, just because your daughter doesn't like jazz the way you do, you have to diss her like that? On her own talent show? Fuck you, "Dad of the Year"

I definitely see tht car evidence gonna be destroyed one way or another a mile away, tho instead of my expectations of Polly being removed from the group home, I didn't expect her to run away herself. The suspense is killing me! On to the next episode

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Episode 7

OMG! I can't even!! Why does everyone in Riverdale hv an effed up family?? Whatever happened to the wonderful carefree Archie Comics family-friendly world~? #toogritty

Hello~ Airing out ur dirty laundry where ppl can hear u n text n spread rumours abt? Reli, guys?

Looks like everyone has seen that Betty n Jughead r a thing

Hah! Take tht, Blossoms. N why is Cheryl so sad n upset n literally in tears wen she heard Polly preggers? Is the twincest true?

So Polly is hiding in the attic all this time, n Cheryl wants to help. I don't trust u, Cheryl. N nice father n son moment with the Andrews n the Jones at Pop's, aww~~

Uh-oh, Keller n Weatherbee saw the murder board n now Jughead's being interrogated. Wats gonna happen?

Well, looks like Cheryl did something right for once. N Polly is safe under the Lodge's protection. Bt wait, WTF is Jason's football jacket doing in Jughead's dad's closet?? WTF is this twist??

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Episode 8

Archie n Jughead BFFs again

Andrews joining in the fray to declare war with the Blossoms? Great~ A baby shower with Coopers, Blossoms head2head in Lodge territory? Great~ ??????

Juggie is buff AF!

Cat's outta the bag for FP, now Arch knows he's a Serpents head, tho I suspect Jughead might hv an idea

Yup, saw that go wrong from miles away #babyshowergonewrong

Uh-oh, another revelation from Polly, tots didn't expect that

Where's Hotdog? Where's Juggie's trusty dog? As far as I know, only Jug has a dog, not Arch

Well, another Cooper secret unveiled by the Cooper couple, n looks like Polly is bk in the Cooper family fold sans the Cooper dad. How is tht gonna pan out?

Joaquin is just playing with Kevin's feelings? Nooooo~~ Polly chooses to stay with the Blossoms instead of her Cooper family? Nooooo~~ Serpents hv a hand behind Jason's murder after all? Nooooo~~

**

Episode 9

Well, looks like the nxt episode of Riverdale started off plenty of ulterior motives n foreshadowing, most of them I fear not too good

Archie is now one foot into the Blossom lion's den bcoz he made a deal with the redhead devil, n he has unwittingly become the Cooper's fox in the henhouse as well. Oh classic Archie to get into murky sticky situations

So I guess Veronica and Big Ethel are gonna be BFFs as well?

"The ice woman cometh" - Jughead, 2017

Bribing Archie with gifts now, Cheryl? Real low. I have a deep strong feeling that the Blossoms are doing it as a way to use Archie as their substitute son

I'd listen to your dad and your BFF Juggie if I were you, Arch

Cooper hubby firing Cooper wifey over personal disputes and personal vendetta against each other. This is one of the reasons why husband and wife shouldn't work together in a business, guys

Yup, I was sort of right. Mr Blossom sees Archie as a substitute son, sorta. All because of his damn red hair...

Classic Cheryl, to try and drive a wedge between Arch and Valerie. And I thought they'd have something going there

Oooohhhh boy, guess Veronica's Good Samaritan act is not going so well... Why do I have a feeling Veronica is sorta doing this more of to atone her father's sins?

After rewatching A Dog's Purpose, I finally realized that young Ethan is played by Archie, with his original brunette hair LOL

Oh gosh, superimposing red on Archie. It's almost like there's some sort of sick twisted meaning behind this Blossom parents' intentions...

Oooh, so THAT'S why Polly wants to stay with the Blossoms. Be careful about being a double agent/spy, Polly, in your condition, it's not ideal

Ouch, sometimes truth hurts, even if you're the one trying to tell it, V

Cheryl is not "awesome", Arch. Don't get caught in the Blossom drama

Too late, you're caught, Arch.

Aha! Finally Arch, you've caught on to the Blossom game

With all the damage Hiram Lodge leaves in his wake, now I'm REALLY curious how Hiram looks like if he shows up in the next season

Glad you've come to your senses, Arch, though maybe at the cost of your music career and your dad's livelihood

Alice Cooper working in Blue &amp; Gold? I dunno...

Oops, looks like Arch/Val is no more. Pretty sure it's almost accurate to the comics that Betty and Veronica seem to be the only constant women in his life

Well, I guess V and Big E are back as BFFs again

Another name added to the murder board (Hiram Lodge) and there seems to be a foreshadowing that spells trouble from the Blossoms

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Episode 10

So much foreshadowing in the previously segment

The Andrews divorced? The Jones separated? This is not my Archie comics universe, guys~! T_T

Surprise party for my fav boi Juggie~! Judging by the slight foreshadowing scenes during Jughead's narration, it can go one way or another, and my gut is telling me it's south :/

Chuck is back? This can't be good and Betty definitely has some anger or split personality issues judging by how she cuts herself clenching her fists everytime she's agitated

Ooh, Blossoms guilty of ruining Lodges' life for the sake of getting out of payment? Wouldn't surprise me

Oh, Blossom vs Lodge dance battle is SO on!

Arch having cold war with his dad over the divorce, and prolly gonna makes some stupid decisions that are booze-related, and a clandestine meeting between Cheryl and Chuck? Oh boy, this south feeling is going even more south in my books

Wow, Hiram, threatening your daughter if she doesn't testify for you in court? What a new low

Betty, I think your BOYFRIEND deserves to know your psycho split personality side, dontcha think? Much more important than him not telling you his birthday

SURPRISE, JUGGIE!!

Awww~~~ Betty wearing the Juggie beanie symbol on her shirt, so cute~~~

"Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to Jughead~ Happy birthday to you~!"</li><li>Seriously, I get that you don't like big birthday celebrations, but your girlfriend is putting effort into it, the least you could do is appreciate it. And oh god, Arch, please don't take out your anger on your dad by letting the worst news (aka Cheryl and Chuck) of Riverdale into your home

OMG, Jughead, stop overanalyzing everything! Stop doing this to yourself and appreciate someone doing something nice for you! Don't do this between you and Betty! Geez~!

Oh crap, what is Cheryl and Chuck up to now? And why is FP not doing anything to handle these kids?

Secrets and Sins? Really? And why are YOU in charge, Cheryl? It's Juggie's birthday, not yours >:C

Oooh, Blossom vs Lodge's dirty laundries. Nice. And Dilton is odd as an Asian, although the books doesn't specifically say what race he is. I'm more used to him being shorter and not so psycho though...

Wow, Juggie has a mean right hook! Won't see him do THAT in the comics. And FINALLY FP stepping in and be a dad for once

Wait, what? Alice Cooper was a Southsider? A Serpent? Well then!

Juggie without his beanie! Finally! LOL And good, you manned up and apologized to your girl. Now kiss and make up!

Birds of a feather kiss together, I guess. I still prefer Betty with Archie over Veronica with Archie though...

Aww, Archie is such a gentleman, even when partially drunk, letting Veronica sleep on his bed and he take the floor

So weird to see Smithers as the footman instead of the family butler though

Eating an entire cake and drinking milk out of the box? That's the Juggie I know ;P

"Small town, but not that small?" What are you implying, Alice Cooper?

Well, Mrs Andrews is back in town. Guess your drunk-dialing worked. What would happen next?

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Episode 11

Is this previously scene foreshadowing trying to say that Archie might leave with his mom given the chance now??

Well, they kept the Mrs Andrew hair curls, though again, prefer the comics' chubby mom look

FP looks SLIGHTLY closer to the comics now that he's got a shave, but honestly, I prefer him with the beard for this incarnation

FP trying to low-key discourage him from pursuing the Jason Blossom case, hmmm...

Aaaaaand Archie/Veronica moment is off again

Alice Cooper being the paranoid suspicious Alice Cooper again...

So Mr Blossom is trying to fight age with redhead wigs. I can see why Hermione Lodge would call him a wig-wearer

Oooh boy, V, you sure you wanna jeopardize your friendship with Betty for this, just to investigate her boyfriend's dad?

Nvm, on second thought, I think they nailed Mrs Andrew's look LOL

Moooom~~ Alice Cooper is at it again~~!!

What's with all the parents ambushing their kids with sudden news in this episode??

Well, Juggie is sort of right about a rendezvous, just not for the reason he'd think

Polly is really treading over dangerous waters, girl

One for every mood, Mr Blossom? Boy, you sure are insecure about your whites...

~le gasp~ Nana Rose's ring is in Mrs Blossom's room? The plot thickens!

Alice, STFU! You promised! And oooooh~~ Looks like Betty brought out her trump card!

You're not gonna find anything, you guys. FP has already taken care of that with Joaquin

Great, what yarn will the Blossoms spin this time?

I have a very strong suspicion and a very bad feeling about that milkshake, Polly...

Cooper-Jones dinner is getting sooooooooooo awkward~~~~

I KNEW SOMETHING WAS WRONG WITH THE MILKSHAKE!!!

I have a feeling Cheryl might just be lying as much as the Blossoms did...

"Yea, though I walk through the Valley of Darkness, and Archie Andrews is there with a smile and a sports metaphor" - Veronica, 2017

Juggie leaving Riverdale? Say it isn't so!

Alice Cooper and Mary Andrews rivals? Hmmm~ That's just not right...

Archie and Veronica singing covers at the Homecoming Dance. Interesting. Archie sorta has a nice voice, and so does Veronica, but it doesn't really 100% pop

Uh-oh, the po-po found something Arch and V couldn't the first time. Is it planted? Coz FP looks just as surprised

Why is Kevin always the go-to guy to ask if anyone asks about someone's whereabouts? And why is he always the one up to date on gossips? LOL "You all need tracking devices" - Kevin, 2017

Oh no! Friendships are crashing! Trusts are broken! FP is arrested! Evidence may be planted (?) This is turning out so wrong!

Did FP REALLY kill Jason though? I'm not too sure about that

I knew it! I knew it! I called it! I knew the ring had to still be with Cheryl!

I CALLED IT TOO! I CALLED IT! FP IS BEING FRAMED! #freeFP

My prediction: Cheryl is the killer all along, and she has been framing people left and right to throw everyone off the track. Twincest is getting more and more plausible by the minute

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Episode 12

Gee, parents, thanks a lot. We're supposed to trust you guys, you know

Ronnie and Juggie both looking to skip town, for their own reasons, apparently. I still call dibs on Cheryl being the killer

FP, why are you confessing to a murder you didn't commit?? I'm calling it: someone made you a deal to falsely confess for their crimes!

It's motherfucking Mr Blossom! I know it! Either motherfucking Cheryl or motherfucking Mr Blossom! I'm calling it!

Uh-oh... Juggie facing Cheryl? Not good...

Don't apologize, Jug! Your dad didn't do it!

Oh god, trying to imagine them in their comic form saying those lines... just feels so wrong...

Nice going, Mr Andrews. What, the sins of the father has to be paid by the blood of the son and all that crap now?

Ooh, so it was Hal Cooper who took the files, not Alice as I suspected. See? It's so obvious FP was framed! WTF is going on??

Wait, wait, wait, waaaaaaiiiiiittttt~~ Hold the fuck up! The Coopers are the Blossoms all along?! What the fucking fuck??!!

Oh god, twincest, inbreeding... This is fucked up, man~

OK, so Jason and Polly are technically third cousins or whatever, guess they're not TOO closely related

Wait, if Hal's a Blossom, why doesn't he have red hair? Why didn't Betty or Polly get red hair? Surely the redhead genetics would've been pretty strong

Heart-to-heart talk between Juggie and FP there... #mykokoro #myfeels

FP hinting something? Seems like it

Alright, #realtalk from Joaquin, the lynch pin of this whole operation

Sister-sister, back together~! (hey that rhymes)

So hard to associate the lovable Riverdale with the underbelly of crime, drugs and gangsters...

Hermione now breaking under all that pressure. Ronnie is definitely as strong as she looks

One last kiss goodbye #ishippreppysnake

What's with that spider pendant Cheryl is always wearing on her shirt somehow? Is it hinting something?

OK, still leads to the biggest suspect somehow, the Blossom parents, if not Cheryl

Well, at least that part of Betty is sorta true to the comics, her brains that is #pendrivefound

What? What is in the drive? WHAT??

THAT does NOT look like good news, people! #whatsinthedrive

OK, first thoughts: the REAL incest is between Mr Blossom and Jason Blossom, and somehow the pendrive contains video evidence of their sexual acts or whatever, and Mr Blossom kills Jason coz of him eloping with Polly

I CALLED IT! I CALLED IT! MR BLOSSOM IS THE KILLER!!

Well, to be fair, FP did do those other things except murder. He still has to answer for that

FP is still in jail, Hiram Lodge is returning to the Lodge family, Archie is staying in Riverdale, the Blossom ladies are throwing Mr Blossom under the bus, and Mr Blossom conveniently killed himself and turns out he had been secretly dealing drugs under the guise of maple syrup business. This turned out to be a "great" closure, guys *sarcasm*

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Episode 13

Well, I guess incest between Cheryl and Jason, or Mr Blossom and Jason is out of the table, though why am I not surprised that Blossom might have another nefarious business besides selling maple syrup. I mean, you can't exactly get rich from maple syrup alone

I barely even know this town anymore, Fred Andrews...

Well, at the way his influence goes around, Hiram might just be the Godfather

Really, Mayor? Setting up Archie and Betty as the heroes of Riverdale and just sweep everything under the rug like everything is just over and done with? Really now?

Phew, Veronica/Archie out in the open turns out not so bad, I guess, though I doubt Betty is 100% OK with it

Oh boy, are the Blossoms gonna do it? End it there and then?

Archie, are you starting to have FEELINGS for Betty now, when she's actually OK with you and Ronnie?

Hiram and Hermione Lodge buying Fred Andrews' business. Geez... Everything here in this Riverdale incarnation is so fucked up!

Cheryl is quitting cheerleading? Is she gonna quit Riverdale too?

"Something wicked this way comes" - Betty, 2017

NOOOOOOOOOO~~~~~ Juggie is leaving Riverdale~~~~~~~~~~ Damn you, meddling social workers!

Seriously, is Southside a thing in the comics? Southside High and all that?

Everyone has a darkness in them in this entire frickin Riverdale town, FP

It seems almost like Cheryl is trying to hint that she's actually leaving Riverdale (or maybe even this world)

Is it just me or the snow they're generating is a little too unnatural?

Wait, WTF? Betty has another sibling?? A brother?? Is that who that Chic Cooper everyone is talking about in Twitter??

A blond Adonis? More like a redhead, if the Blossom genes were any indication

Juggie is already in Southside High? With so much security detection at the door and stuff? He's gonna crack or go dark, I just know it

Looks more like a prison school for boys than a high school, if you ask me. And who is that long haired brunette cutie?

Juggie making friends with Southsiders already? Wow, I'm impressed :O

Archie? Please don't do this, not when you already established a thing with Ronnie. You're not gonna have second thoughts about your feelings for Betty :C

Am I calling it right now? Is Cheryl really gonna off herself?

The Famous Four, together, just like in the comics. Such a sight to behold. Oh god, they've witnessed one Blossom twin dead, they're not about to allow another

Trying to imagine this scenario of the Famous Four trying to save Cheryl in comics form right now...

Ouch, that must hurt a ton on those knuckles, though prolly you won't feel it coz of the adrenaline rush and the cold

Are you sure, Arch? Are you sure Veronica will the soulmate, that she'll be The One? Or is Veronica right about your feelings for Betty? The wistful longing?

Throwback a little though: The way Cheryl and Mrs Blossom just gave up the man of the house so easily is just kinda...too simple, isn't it? Makes me kinda suspect that maybe they killed him and make it look like a suicide? I wouldn't put it past them

Looks like Josie and the Pussycats are just gonna do what they wanna do, despite the mayor's intentions. Sticking it up to the (wo)man!

Juggie going to a foster family. Mai boi~ It's so wrong~

I hate to admit it, but with Juggie's temperament in this incarnation, I think he'd pretty fit right in

Jughead is a survivor, and he always will be, even if Riverdale implodes on itself #BelieveinJughead

75 years of Riverdale? Wow, is that how long the comic has been around, or just this incarnation?

Everyone is sticking it up to the (wo)man today in this Jubilee LOL

Preach, Betty Cooper! Preach!

A toast to the Famous Four! Milkshakes galore!

KILL IT WITH FIRE, CHERYL!

"I love you, Betty Cooper" - Jughead, 2017; "Jughead Jones, I love you" - Betty, 2017 #feelsoftheyear

The Famous Four are getting lucky tonight~~ Finally, the yummy nasty side of Riverdale~~

Wait, wait, Hot Dog?? Belonging to the Serpents??

Jughead becoming a Serpent? Colour me impressed but I still worry for the future ahead, though if it's Juggie, he can weather it through #BelieveinJughead

Well, at least two of the Famous Four got lucky =3=

MOTHERFUCKER!! YOU MOTHERFUCKER!! YOU GONNA END THIS SEASON LIKE THIS?! MOTHERFUCKER!!

**deep breath... deep breath...**

Alright, peeps. This is my comments so far from my binge watch marathon of Riverdale.

Overall, it's a rather big of a roller coaster ride with feels and emotions all over the place. Heard that Riverdale has reached up to Season 5 at this point, but from what I hear of reviews from other people, the story might've dragged a little and has gotten too tedious to follow, so... I may or may not try to follow the series, when I have the time and patience for it.

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“The Little Mermaid” is mostly about Ariel and her father

And a lot of people seem to forget that.

So what do you do while in quarantine? At the moment I’m thinking about the Little Mermaid. Probably a long post after the cut.

Today, again, for the 4373 time, somebody told me that I shouldn't like Ariel cause TLM is a silly story and she made a deal with a witch to trade her fins for legs just to be with a man, unlike Moana for example that left her family to save them.

LISTEN.

First of all, competition between women? Ugh, gross.

Each character is valid in her own way and we should be praising all female characters. Period. 

Now, the real issue here. 

Apparently people forgot about the end of the movie.

Ariel made a deal with Ursula, but her legs turned into fins again by the sunset. 

It was her father whom gave her permanent legs at the end.

Which leads to the conclusion: He could have done that FROM THE BEGINNING. This also leads to many metaphorical interpretations and one of them is that this movie is more about a father-daughter relationship than it is about romance.

In the first 20 minutes or less of the movie two things are very well established:

1) Ariel loves the human world and is willing to fight a shark for a fork and a smoking pipe (so yeah this scene and “part of your world” kills any non-nonsensical argument against Ariel) ; 2) Ariel and her father don’t understand each other.

Triton:They are dangerous! Do you think I want to see my youngest daughter snared by some fish-eater’s hook?!

Ariel: I’m 16 years old! I’m not a child anymore!

Triton: Don’t you take that tone of voice with me, young lady! As long as you live under my ocean, you’ll obey my rules!

Ariel:But if you would just listen!

Triton: NOT another word! And I am never, NEVER to hear of you going to the surface again! IS THAT CLEAR?!”

She’s a child in his eyes (his youngest daughter), he’s a tyrant in her eyes and they just can’t communicate with each other.

We get to see in The Little Mermaid 3 that Ariel’s mother was killed because of humans. But with only the information we get from the first movie we don’t have any explanations to why Triton hate humans that badly (They eat fish and he’s obviously vegetarian cause he is half fish? But he doesn’t explain this?)

He can’t understand her dreams, she doesn’t know what's going on in his mind. This lack of communication leads to bad decisions made by both of them - He gets violent, destroys her life long collection and she makes the deal with Ursula. 

Only when things go wrong they realize their mistakes.

Ariel sees that her impulsiveness almost costed the life of her father and her kingdom, while Triton finally sees what the human world means to Ariel and that he can’t keep her living under his ocean and obeying his rules just because he is not ready to let her youngest daughter go.

That’s why the final scene is so important. 

By the end of the movie they make peace with each other and finally understand each other.  He is literally giving her legs and letting her live her life.

Imagine if they had talked. He could have turned her into human and she wouldn’t have to make a deal with Ursula in the first place, cause he had that power all along. 

I also like the fact that there's only one "I love you" in the entire movie - when she says that to him in the end. It is the very last line of the picture.

She doesn’t even say that to Eric.

I just wish they had talked more (and that she had to deal with the consequences of her actions for a while)

But I guess that an “I love you” will do.